Bab 166: Larion - Part 4

The cave was dead silent, with only the distant sound of water flowing through the tunnels and our steady breathing to be heard. After the previous events with the bats, Maggie grew quiet, perhaps too tired to actually do anything.

Her usual long black curls had become an unruly mess, and it would require extra effort and patience to restore them to their normal state. She was also wearing a newly designed cape, which had several holes around it to make it even more stylish and unique, all thanks to the bats.

"Stop looking at me like that," she hissed, noticing the way I'd been stealing glances at her. "…or I will throw you to the bats."

Though I doubted she'd dare to do it after what happened, I stopped looking at her and walked straight ahead, holding the light potion close to me. I mean… she always acted like she was one hell of a witch, but then she couldn't even escape the bats if not for my help.