Amid the raging horde of monsters driven mad by the curse, Moon Heart ran at the absolute limit of her speed with Ethan slung over her shoulder.
The moment she carried him, she too became a target of every creature around them, finally understanding what it meant to be crushed beneath that overwhelming killing intent.
Breaking through the horde earlier had been far easier while the monsters had their backs turned toward her.
Escaping from them, however, proved far more difficult.
"I honestly don't understand how you survived all that… but you did well staying alive."
She spoke in an exhausted voice, trying to talk to Ethan every now and then just to make sure he remained conscious, afraid he might die in her arms after losing so much blood that her armor itself had been stained crimson.
"I would've done… much better… if their voices… weren't flooding my mind…"
