Accepting (3)

The three of them entered the dark cave as Azrael lit up the atmosphere with a fire on a candle he brought.

"Nothing's weird here."

Dorothy raised her brow, continued to walk into the depths of darkness along with Isla, who broke in a cold sweat.

Dorothy's eyes moved everywhere that caught her attention. The surrounding was very dark to the point it cannot be seen by her clear aquamarine eyes.

"Should I light up another candle?"

Dorothy offered, looking over at Azrael who is still focused on walking ahead.

"I guess one is enough."

He answered casually, the light of the candle made his smile visible to Dorothy.

"Alright then."

As Dorothy and Azrael continued to walk, Isla was scared and her heartbeat rate was not normal.

She immediately moved beside Dorothy, resulting in bumping into the shoulder.

"Isla?"

Dorothy asked, raising her brow after Isla just frantically bumped into her.

"... I-I'm sorry!"