a gorgeous white by Heather_anare

256: Come and meet them

Their reunion was brief. As Moulin and Ghana spend the next couple of minutes embracing each other, Ghana kept whispering his name. Her long braided platinum blonde hair fell like a thick rope. The soft silk around her torso caressed Moulin palms. The feel of embracing his friend, comforting her, and reuniting with her was magnificent. He wanted to know everything about her-about her adventures, her hardships, and how she lived her life in his absence.

Before pulling away, Ghana gave Moulin a tight reluctant squeeze. She withdrew her arms and abruptly raised a hand. "You're all dismissed."

Silence immediately filled the whole area.

The men took five long seconds to understand her words. Their expressions remained unchanged, shocked and confused. Something about their Captain has changed. They could feel it. Perhaps, their captain had been possessed!

Realizing that her men had made no move, she turned her head to them with dark threatening eyes. Flinching, they quickly moved their feet and saluted before her and her friend. They left the open area rapidly, leaving a trail of smoke behind them. They didn't even dare glance at the massive black wolf nearing the pair of friends.

Moulin furrowed his brows as he met Ghana's eyes, "Did you have to?"

Ghana narrowed her eyes at him. The corner of her lips was tugged downward. "Is that really the question you want to hear from me?" Her voice was deep. It was slightly intimidating.

Ghana's lip twitched as she continued, "You... " Her eyes slowly analyzed Moulin's body from head to toe. "You have a lot of explaining to do..." She met his bright silver eyes fearlessly.

Swallowing, Moulin nodded. His mind was already planning on apologizing to her first.

Ghan took a deep breath before lifting her gaze to the snowy skies. 'It seems this was Moulin's doing,' She thought. Ghana had so many questions to pour down unto the youth's head. She didn't care about interrogating him until he couldn't sleep. She wanted to know everything! His disappearance, his death, and everything. What the heck was happening? Everything was just so confusing.

"Come..." Ghana spoke with a stern tone as she used her scarf to wipe her face. Damn it. She then strode forward with heavy steps, heading towards the exit of the arena.

"Where are we going?" Moulin asked. He bent down, picked up Snow, and hurriedly caught up after the female warrior. Kier trailed behind them like a serious guardian. When Moulin's eyes assessed his friends back, he realized how taller Ghana was compared to him. She's even more manly than him. The thought somehow made him disheartened.

Through the arched hallways and arriving at a slightly crowded area, Moulin silently followed Ghana until they reached the teleportation platform situated at the center of the open space. Ignoring the attention they were attracting, Ghana stepped into the platform, and Moulin, curiously along with Kier and Snow, followed her.

With a straight face, Ghana flipped a token, and their figures disappeared instantly.

"Hey... was that the captain?" Someone spoke during the silence.

"I-It was. But forget about that, that wolf... It's THAT wolf. And that maeruthan... An aphrodite."

"... I think so."

They have never indeed seen an aphrodite maeruthan. And a stunning one at that.

Is this a sign?

..........................

Recovering his vision, Moulin found himself appearing in a dark alley. It was dim and murky and smelled like used oil and sink water. What surprised him even more was the disappearance of a teleportation platform beneath his feet. The sound of people noised several meters ahead of him where the alley's exit was exposed to his eyes. Numerous people are wearing similar yet different colored robes passed by in a rush.