His guide, and now co-conspirator, nodded. He had helped Brick escape, which probably brought some kind of death sentence in the village. Maybe some torture along with that. Brick was grateful. Grateful and exhausted.
They rode for what seemed like hours, to the outskirts of the jungle. Beyond this, the elephants would go no further. Fortunately, they had long since lost their pursuers. The two dismounted next to a river and Hunchie bid a silent farewell to the huge creatures. Brick sort of awkwardly waved goodbye, but the elephants seemed to hate him as much as the chief did. It probably had something to do with him killing their leader. As Hunchie watched them disappear into the jungle, Brick drank his fill of river water and filled his CamelBak. Hunchie pointed toward the mountains in the distance and they started following the water toward them.
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