192- Endgame Pt.4
Oprhella woke up to discover herself being carried in the beastman's arms. His muscles pressed against her body and made her awkwardly blush, for some reason. Maybe it was because it resembled similarly to a certain incident with Adaloun? She wanted to forget it or at least tried to get it out of her system. She patted Urfaal's chest and asked him to let her down, the beastman smiled sweetly.
"No, I can't let you do that." He said. "You collapsed earlier! You have exhausted yourself to save us. Please, let me do what I can to at least help." The beastman insisted.
"No, it's alright." She signed even though she felt light-headed. "I can manage, thank you!"
Urfaal hesitantly agreed and put her down. but as soon as her feet touched the ground, she immediately felt the world spinning and almost fell. If only not for the quick reflexes of the beastman, she could have hurt herself or bumped her head on one of those jagged debris.