Hunter.In less than twenty minutes, I'm fully prepared to leave the villa back into the crippling cold out there. I have a backpack packed to the brim with items I'm going to use: a jar to put the leeches, water, pipe smoke, goggles, an electric torch, knives, and more knives. Heck, I'm going to need a lot more knives out there if I'm going to face those monsters. Hence, I strap them in different parts of my body.I exit the room, fully dressed in a jacket and strong boots. Reentering the parlor and glimpsing at them, at Veil, I'm forced to remember the way she fussed over me not long ago just to tend to my wound. The command in her voice. She may look meek, but she has fire in her waiting to be unleashed. The wound is still hurting, but I can manage it while I hunt for the Blackroot leeches. Unbidden, I inch close to where they are, unconscious and green, and run my finger down the blade of her neck. Something swells inside me. Wait, is that emotion pulling through me? Huh, th
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