⑄ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠'𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 ⑄

『 act II - an uneasy alliance 』

there was a beat of silence.

then her ears pricked.

the distant sound of scratching, hissing - undergrowth being trampled.

he was right.

she inhaled. "alright. you -"

the pale god-killer abruptly grabbed the violet figure by his waist, whirling around with him as if he weighed nothing. he yelped a bit as she set him down and grasped his wrist once again, walking off.

" - are coming with me."

"wh -"

"you agreed to help me, didn't you?"

"yes, but I can walk on my o -"

she stopped dead in their tracks, releasing his hand. he'd have fallen straight onto their face if the overseer hadn't swept them up by the hood, grabbing his hand again.

"liar," she stated bluntly. the violet figure blinked for a moment, white spirals in his eye; he fell silent, allowing the veiled woman to drag him out of the Mystic Grove territory.

he held a hand to his head, pulling his hood off. "and...where exactly are we going...?"

"a friend's."

"speak for yourself," he mumbled, stumbling to catch up with the overseer's long strides. god, they were fast -

"bold of you to assume she won't befriend you against your will."

"excuse me - ?"