Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304: 304-She Won’t Help Anyone.

Clementine:

Ignoring Oriana, we focused on the mission.

"Do you see any more ogres in there?" Yorick yelled as I reached the window again.

There was a narrow opening into the inner hall.

I dragged a stool over and climbed on top, peeking through the gap.

The moment I saw what was inside, my heart stopped for a second.

"Oh, fuck!" I groaned, stepping down quickly and backing away from the hall.

It looked like someone had gathered every ogre inside.

"There are too many in there!" I shouted, watching my squadmates rush toward me.

"Then we should leave!" Oriana cried again, panic rising in her voice as she tried once again to pull them away.

Something about her wasn’t right.

She was far too afraid of everything now, and because of her fear, we couldn’t fight properly.

I remembered the Oriana who had first come to the academy, confident, proud, even a little deceitful, but never this scared.

Somewhere along the way, she had lost her confidence, thinking that depending on others was the right thing to do.

"Okay, so I guess that’s why we didn’t find more ogres outside. Most of them are in there," Troy said, climbing onto the stool to take a look for himself.

Sure enough, the hall was packed with sleeping ogres.

"We each need six flags, so we have to go in there," Yorick reminded us, glancing toward Oriana.

His tone made it clear that refusing wasn’t an option.

Without enough flags, we couldn’t return to the mainland.

At this point, we were doing well.

According to the rules we’d set, each of us had to gather 6 flags, so we still had a long way to go.

"Well, then how are we going to get in there? It looks like the door’s locked with heavy chains," Troy said, pointing toward the large metal door secured tightly.

I climbed back onto the stool, scanning the area as much as I could.

That’s when I noticed a small door at the back.

It seemed to be locked from the inside, but it was narrow enough that the ogres could never squeeze through.

We could, though.

"Okay, here’s the plan," I said, jumping down from the stool again. "We’ll go inside through the small window and unlock the small door for the others."

We turned to Oriana. She was the smallest among us, but she quickly shook her head.

"I’m not going in there," she said firmly. "It doesn’t matter if they’re sleeping or not. They’ll wake up, and no, I’m not going in there."

Her refusal made it clear there was nothing we could do to convince her.

I was next in line. Though I was a bit thick in certain parts of my body, I decided to squeeze through.

The others stood below, beside the stool, ready to lift my legs and feet and help me through the small window.

As soon as I got to the other side, I began to sniff around.

The smell hit me. It was awful and heavy. At times, I almost gagged, ready to throw up.

I carefully stepped away from the ogres. They were sleeping so closely together that hardly any floor was visible beneath them.

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