CHAPTER 35 : Not A Damsel In Distress

Luna supported Clell and helped him walk. Clell put his arm around Luna's shoulders for support, he was deeply wounded that every move he made were very excruciating.

Luna kept on glancing at Clell, worried for him. She felt grateful that he saved her, but she was more apologetic--seeing Clell in that state made her heart constrict in agony. She felt helpless again, despite feeling strong. It was a contradiction she couldn't explain.

It took them long enough, but they finally managed to get out of the basement and the house.

“Let’s go there.” Clell said, his voice barely coming out due to the pain he was feeling from his deep wounds.

“No, we can go here.” Luna argued.

“No, go there.”

“Clell, I know this place more than you do. Let me guide you.” she told him, feeling as if she finally had a use--that she's not totally helpless.

“No, I—I. Uhhh. I asked some of my men to assist you out of here.” Clell managed to choke out.

“Your men?”

“Yes, my soldiers.”