"Why they are there?" Senja stopped at one of the cell as she looked at the children who huddled up together at the corner. "Why they Xiao Jun is treating them like this?"

Their robe tattered, disheveled hair and skinny body while they looked sickly.

"They are dangerous…" Yang Yu said timidly.

"What danger that can they do?" Senja looked at Yang Yu sternly, "They are only small children." She retorted.

Senja couldn't help but thinking what Modama wanted to do with those children in their tender age. They looked harmless in her eyes.

This thing still puzzled her, because Modama definitely didn't use his hypnosis to hypnotize them, there were too many of them for Modama to handle only by himself.

Moreover, Xiao Jun had declared that his ability has deteriorated. Modama was not able to use his hypnosis without touching the subject. Then, if he wanted to use those children, he must have come to this place by himself.

Or he has another way to control those children without hypnosis and meticulously did it without letting anyone knew?

This matter puzzled Senja further.

"What are you afraid of them? They look harmless in my eyes…" Senja arched her eyebrows in confusion and walked closer to the cell bar.

"No!" Yang Yu pulled Senja away from the cell.

"Young Miss Senja, please don't come closer." One of the guards chimed in with worried on his face.

"Why?" Senja didn't understand, she didn't see any potential harm that the children could bring. "What happen?"

For answer Senja's question, Yang Yu extended the torch in his hands toward the dark cell. A little while later, that gloomy place was illuminated by the golden light of the fire in Yang Yu's hand.

There, Senja could see clearer the condition of those children. Their skin was as pale as a sheet and their disheveled hair like a bird nest perched on their head, but the most terrifying thing was their eyes… they didn't hold life in there.

If seeing the expressionless of the teenagers was considered disturbing enough, then watching the soulless children in front of her was a spine- chilling experience. They didn't look weak, but even without her ability Senja could feel their blood thirst instinct.

In such a tender age to have this sense of killing intense, this was worse than the teenagers, nobody knew what they could do.

"How they can be like this?" Senja gritted her teeth to suppress the urge to cower away. "Have they been like this since the last time you brought them here?"

"No," Yang Yu shook his head, obviously flustered by their condition. "At first, they were fine, confused and scared but they were fine, they were talking in Ki language and no one knew what is that mean."

"Talking in Ki language?"

"Yes, they seem didn't know other language than Ki language." He paused and retrieved the torch, so the dark could engulf them again, hiding their scary eyes. "After a week, the children one by one starting to have a fever and after Doctor Lin tended them, they became better. However, they don't talk anymore and become like this."

Senja turned around and swept her eyes at her surrounding to the other cells that held the same amount of children. Their figures shielded in the dark of the place, huddled up together.

She walked closer again to the cells, ignoring Yang Yu attempted to pull her back. She tried to talk to them in Ki language that surprised the other guards, but Yang Yu who had known about this only listening attentively, in spite he didn't know what Senja was talking about, he looked at the direction of the children, hoping there was some reaction from them.

But, after Senja long monologue, the only respond that the children gave was raising their tiny head while still sat rooted on the dim corner of the cell.

"They don't answer." Yang Yu murmured.

Senja breathed heavily with her brow arched in confusion. Deep in thought, she tried one more time to ask them.

"What the plan?" The Ki language rolled off of her tongue smoothly as this was her second language.

Senja only tried her last attempt before she went back to the camps, but unexpectedly, one of the children from the cell behind her gave a shrill cried that gave goosebumps to whoever heard it.

A little girl around the age of six or seven was saying a word repeatedly as her tinny face contorted in fear.

Two of the guards rushed inside and tried to stop her scream by giving a white pill and forced her to swallow it.

Senja looked at the little girl body slumped to the ground while her voice barely only a murmured, repeating the same word.

"Young Miss Senja, what the little girl said?" Yang Yu fixated his eyes at the girl who gradually fell into slumber state.

"Shoot north tomorrow." Senja replied with repulsion and furious eyes.