Warning: This chapter contains mild gory descriptions. For those who are easily squeamish, you can skip the descriptions.
The carriage arrived to an abrupt stop, Hana stumbled and fell right into Xue's arms, whereas, Cecil had already expected this to happen, stabilising herself easily.
"Cor-corpses! Dark magic!" The driver exclaimed in fright, and he jumped off the carriage, scrambling away.
The horse neighed noisily, as if it was unsettled by whatever it saw.
"Get off!" Xue warned, jumping out of the carriage with Hana in his arms.
Cecil jumped out right after that, and the horse immediately rode off with the carriage. Cecil shielded herself from the dust the horse kicked up from the stone pavement. She lifted her head up as she observed the scene before her.
Xue and Hana stood beside her, with Hana still rather dazed from the abrupt circumstances.
"...was this what you meant when you said to expect something bad?"
"Yes."
"Wh-what's happening, Xue? Cecil?"