117
THE BLUE FEATHER
only took a few moments for the fighting wisdom of tens of
thousands of tuns to pass into the two humans.
“How do you feel, Bardala?” Tital slowly inquired,
“Different?”
“Yes, I see...I see the world around me more slowed down. I
can see that dragonfly over there. I can see its wings beat up and
down. I can even count the beats. I hear the beating of your
heart. I felt the absolute coldness from when Ah Tabai touched
me. I can feel somehow that the Tongans are truthful in what
they told us. Before, I didn’t really know for sure.”
Ah Tabai pulled a Japanese throwing star from a leather
pouch on his side and said, “I will show you how much faster you
have become.”
He threw the twirling star directly at Tital’s face, and it was in
slow motion to Tital to follow its swift path. His hands both came
up and he caught the star between his palms.
“Nice!” Bardala exclaimed.
“It looks like you are ready to go see the Tarawa warriors,” Ah
Tabai said, as he ordered his servant to secure the bags full of
weapons to the packs of the four horses and Lentito.
“Come and sit back down and finish your food. You will need
your energy to travel to the Tongan village. We have some
Cortland apples, and some Reliance peaches from our orchard.
They are from your home planet, Earth.” Zocam said, as he
offered a huge walnut bowl of many different fruits to Bardala.
“Can we take some fruit with us?” Bardala asked, as she ate a
Goldcot apricot.
“Of course. You can also take some new vegetable and fruit
seeds we have obtained from Yum Kaax. The Tongan tribe will
need to be supplied after this war,” Zocam said.