Mikhail felt like he was in a refrigerator as the coldness of the place swept in.
'…There might really be a ghost here.'
Mikhail really wanted to punch Kevin for accepting the mission so rashly.
He let out a soft breath before he focused back on the girl.
She was small for fourteen, with long black hair and pale skin.
Her eyes looked hollow, as if she hadn't slept properly in days.
Eimi slowly lifted her head and looked at Mikhail and Kevin.
She didn't say anything and just lowered her head again.
'…Poor girl.'
Mikhail shifted his gaze to the other group sitting on the side.
'Are they the ones Ria mentioned?'
Mikhail thought as he observed the group of four.
They looked like a proper, experienced team.
Two men and two women, all in their mid-to-late twenties, wearing well-maintained hunter gear.
One of the men, a tall muscular guy with a greatsword strapped to his back, was clearly the leader. He had a calm but serious aura.
