![]() ![]() Mike had certainly used it in his past.The climb seemed to be as long as their previous traveling, but Estella knew it wasn't truly. The holds were smoothed out with age and covered in the greenery that collected on every other surface in the area. She wisely chose the former, not wanting or needing to get into a fight with another hunter, even with his attitude.Mike was the only one of them who knew the way out of this maze of trunks, vines, and branches.The sword and shield wielder follows in the long sword's handholds up the tree trunk that was as wide as a gluttonous Great Jagras. This time a grunt sounds and a nod of his head, beckoning Estella to follow, to climb.She wasn't sure to be relieved he had intentions or rage over his annoyance of her presence. "You're bad for prey, especially with that stunt you pulled."The battle-ready male lets out a quiet growl before turning away once again, now moving toward a heavily scarred tree, pressuring bone guarded fingers into the grooves. "Why are you helping me?" She asks bluntly.At this, Mike swiftly turns to face her, his shoulders drawn up in an intimidating manner, or would be for any creature that witnessed the gesture. "Mike." He responds in kind.Sensing no irritation from her speaking, Estella continues. She could already feel those bruises settling into her skin as she walked.The hunter before her barely gave pause or moved his head to give her recognition. And as for her, less so, only hearing stories, seen ecological paintings and maps, but none of those would help her return to Astera or at the least, a location she did know."Estella." The woman announces in the quiet air, releasing her tension tightening her muscles. The Sea of Trees was not an easy place to navigate, even to S-rank hunters. She had no idea if he was leading her out of this zone or even further into it. What benefit does this hunter get from helping her sorry ass? Her purple eyes narrow into the man's back in front of her, fingers twitching lightly, wanting to tug out her sword, be ready at a moment's notice to defend herself. Previously, Estella had heard the roars of disappointed monsters from behind them, not finding the easy prey they had wanted.But now that they were alone, Estella had let her mind wander. ![]() Still no conversation was sought, keeping quiet as the lone hunter had warned. Although it was dim because of the unbroken canopy above them, bits of light shone down from small crevices between the leaves. Ancient Evils Chapter 3The blanket of darkness began to lift as the two hunters trekked through the twisted undergrowth. ![]()
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