Third Person's POV
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(Author's Warning: Read the next two chapters at your own risk. A little graphic description of gore is present)
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Ethan finally let out a long, shaky breath and muttered with a small smile on his lips,
"…It's good to see you both."
And despite the turmoil that still clung in their minds, both women smiled.
Because at least, for now, they were safe and together.
He then turned to the small caves and started walking toward them.
The Blood Slave silently followed him.
Virelle and Velcy exchanged glances and didn't ask anything from Ethan as they followed him too.
Just as they reached one of the cave entrances, an intense rotting smell filled their noses.
Velcy's cute face scrunched as her fluffy ears flattened, and her white tail instinctively covered her nose, while Virelle simply frowned but didn't react too much.