Gathering my strength, I dug my fingers into the ground and crawled forward bit by bit. Even if I could only buy a little time, as long as Travis saw me, I could escape this predicament!
"Travis … Tra ...."
Before I could finish, Jacob clamped his hand over my mouth. I used all my strength to hit him, but his hand was like iron. It did not budge.
"Is there something wrong?" Travis's voice rang out. The sound was so close.
Travis! I'm Quilla! Please … save me!
My tears rained down without stopping and my hands flapped everywhere. However, Jacob's hand still clamped over my mouth and he even tightened his hand.
No matter what I said, others could only hear muffled whimpers.
Nearby, Jacob's cautious voice sounded, "Island master, she is just a disobedient island slave, who prone to babbling nonsense."
Travis seemed intrigued, "Oh? What is she babbling about? Let her speak."
Jacob hesitated before slowly releasing my mouth.
I was so happy. I fumbled a few steps toward Travis. When I touched his clothes, I grabbed them tightly.
"Travis! It's me, Quilla!" I said.
However, there was only silence; the surroundings were eerily quiet.