The silence drowned those standing above the rubble. The large opening, cracking outwards on the walls, appeared as if collapsing. But it holds still as if enduring for the female maeruthan standing within its vacant space. Platinum blonde hair is tightly braided against her scalp like coiled of snake joining on the long ponytail behind her head. She is armed with a spear as she faces them with eyes brimming with relief.
Ghana sighed, stepping over the rocks before her, approaching Moulin and the two other men. ''Finally, I found you. I've been lost for ages. Thankfully your little companion led me to you.''
Moulin drew near her separating himself from the whining Mystic Beast. ''How did you get here? Who's left behind? How did you cross the river?''
Ghana stepped back with an awkward smile, scratching the back of her head. ''Uhh, it's a long story.''
Here's another chapter! XD