I shook my head softly, "You should have been a motivational speaker Asia. It's a good story and it explains a lot about you."
I turned back to the game trail we were on, but she soon caught up with me and asked the question I knew she would. The little Asian chick couldn't wait to save me.
"So what about you? What do you believe?" She asked breathlessly, as she tried to keep up with me.
I decided to be honest with her, "I believe there is a God, but He hates me and I hate Him in return. End of story."
I heard her gasp, but she didn't say anything. That was surprising. I glanced back to see her looking contemplative.
Curious, I couldn't refrain from asking, "So what's the verdict, still gonna try to save me?"
"Absolutely!" She said without hesitation.
"What's your strategy?" I asked.
"Well, you already have faith; you just need relationship to go with it."
"Good luck with that honey! My brothers already tried everything in the Good Book, in order to save me from my wicked ways and he's come up empty time and time again."
"Is he as pretty as I am?"
I gave her a quick look. She had such a confident smile on that I couldn't break through to read her thoughts.
"Are you going to try to sensually entice me into joining the ranks of Christianity, because that strategy has a real possibility of success?"
Her smile deepened, but remained cryptic in regards to her thoughts. She spoke, "Honey, I'm not going to be the one to save you, God is. I'm just along to help and be useful wherever He might have a part for me to play."
Her confidence of my defeat was annoying, so I ignored her for the next several hours. It was getting on towards evening, when I saw the sentry. The sentry, not much older than a boy, saw us at the same moment and reacted out of sheer startlement by bring up a rifle and firing.
I felt the bullet smack into my side and then burn away past me, then I heard it impact with Asia. I wheeled around in horror to see her white faced and clutching at her shoulder. Screaming in rage I turned on the boy and closed the distance between us in several bounds my sword lifted high to hack him into pieces. The boy screamed and dropped the rifle and fell to the ground in abject fright of me.
"No!!! Please don't hurt the boy!" Boomed out a voice off to my right.
I hesitated only long enough to catalog the new threat, which revealed itself as an aging black man, who appeared unarmed. My sword lifted higher.