"Ah..." Sighing lazily, Michelle dodged an attack from the black wolf-monster, her purple eyes narrowing. "I didn't mean to wake you up..." Her voice was somehow apologetic, but she clearly wasn't being serious. She was aware that talking to an enraged creature wouldn't help with anything.
So Michelle had to fight again.
When she finally killed the wolf, she had a scratch on her shoulder, revealing her bones, but she didn't really mind.
The only thing that bothered her was that the smell of her blood could attract more monsters.
To prevent that, she summoned a block of ice around her shoulder. Though it reduced her arm movement, it prevented unnecessary trouble.
For a few more days, Michelle wandered around the city ruins until her beasts returned to her. Though she herself had basically no clue about how long she had stayed in the Fiend Dungeon, they were aware of it and returned to Michelle a day before they were supposed to come out.
