//This chapter was actually hard for me because I wasnt sure how to proceed or where I wanted to take it. Hence why I took so long to post.

Have no fear though, we should be good.

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Mako was a bit overwhelmed by the sudden entrance of the other females as well as feeling more then a tad uneasy, but not because of his own injuries. Rather it was more the fact that so many individuals, each of whom were immensely stronger then he himself was, were now crowded into the orange tent. Though the tent was large and there was more then enough space for another five people, he still felt cramped for some reason. Be it because of the power gap or due to the intimidating auras they all gave off, the blue haired youth just couldn't get comfortable as his crimson hues flicked from person to person, taking in the new arrivals.

"This is the guy you ran into?" the new arrival asked, the one with the long black hair. "The one with no level? He seems pretty in shape for such a weak guy."

The energetic girl let out small, nervous laugh. "Yeah, it was an accident but I hadn't expected him to go flying the way he did."

Mako opened his mouth to interject into their conversation but he quickly closed his mouth, deciding to avoid the topic entirely. If what they were saying happened to be the truth, and it was almost guaranteed they were, he had sustained these injuries due to a simple collision. Had it been with a truck it would've been fine, but he had been tossed like a football by a girl who looked to weigh less then he did. No amount of money or drugs would be enough for him to even approach the MENTION of his own injuries, especially with the one who had done it standing a few feet from him. The girls could bring it up all they wished but Mako vehemently refused to touch any of it with a 30 meter pole.

"Did you even apologize for running into him?" Aurori questioned, budging into the conversation. "He may not be an adventurer nor is he meant to be in the dungeons, but you still ran into a living person. An apology is the least you can do, especially since even most level 1's would've been seriously injured when hit at the speed you were going."

The energetic girl looked slightly embarrassed at being called out, but she quickly recovered as she stepped forward, looking to make an apology. However, she didnt get very far as Mako raised his hand, cutting her off before she could even get the words out of her throat.

"What's your name?" Mako asked. He truly didnt feel like broaching the topic of his own injuries as it would force him to come to terms with the girls strength. He'd rather live in denial for the time being then to face it on here and now, especially whe everything was still unknown.

"Oh, I'm Tiona," the girl responded with charming smile before gesturing to her left, where the long haired girl stood. "And this is-"

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"-Tione," The other girl interjected, finishing Tiona's sentence. She no longer looked very interested as she turned around, her black hair swinging with her as she headed back towards the exit. "I'm gonna go and look for the Captain. I'll let him know the victim is awake."

Mako watched her leave, crimson hues following her mostly bare back as she slipped through the tent flaps.

"Sorry, shes just a little upset." Tiona seemed to think Mako would be offended and hurriedly spoke in order to clear the up the nonexistent misunderstanding. "Bete stole a number of her kills during our time in the lower floors of the dungeon and it's been eating at her for a while. She was also told off by Finn a few times today and it hasn't helped her mood any."

Mako frowned, more put off by the girls words then comforted. Not only did he not know who Bete or Finn were, but he also had no clue what dungeon Tiona was talking about, having also heard the same thing from Aurori periodically from his short time with her. Rivira, levels, dungeons, impossibly strong individuals, Familia, armor and weapons, adventurers. All the terminology he had heard that day swirled together, heaped into a giant confusing soup that made little, if any sense. Mako wasn't sure if he was just stupid or just lacked the proper information, but he reckoned it was a combination of both.

"Can I ask you girls something?" Mako questioned, finally fed up with his own overwhelming ignorance. "Its a very simple question."

"What is it?" Aurori responded, orange hues holding no emotion. "Do you actually plan on asking something this time around?"

"Yeah." Mako tossed the blankets aside. "Can you explain, in detail, where the hell I am? I want the exact location if you dont mind."

The two dark skinned females glanced at each other briefly before looking over at the blonde, of whom was still situated in the corner. For a solid half minute, no one said anything, the silence becoming thick enough to cut with a knife. For Mako, it felt like an eternity as he impatiently waited for the girls to speak up, to help him understand what the hell was going on. Now that he had brought up the question, there was no way he was going to just let the chance for information pass him by. Sick of being left in the dark, he decided that he would pester them until they gave him what he wanted.

"Mako Azure, do you really not know where you are?" Aurori questioned, answering Mako with a query of her own.

"Maybe I hit him harder than I thought?" Tiona muttered.

"You're currently on Floor 18 of the dungeon that rests under the city of Orario," Aurori explained, not bothering to wait for Mako's answer to her question. "This place is known as Rivira and you, Mako Azure, are currently residing within the camp of Loki Familia after being nearly killed by one of its members, Tiona Hiryute. The Loki Familia was on it's way back from an excursion into the lower floors and decided to rest here for a few days. You just happened to be unfortunate enough to run into one of its stronger members."

(("Loki Familia? Dungeon? Orario?")) Mako tried to make sense of the information but his brain refused to work properly, likely due to the amount of information he had to process in the given moment. (("Okay, so I'm under a city known as Orario, resting in a place called a dungeon, of which has over 18 floors. I was injured by a member of the group called the Loki Familia."))

"Is that information sufficient or would you like to hear more?"

//Once again, this chapter was hard for me to write...because I'm still relatively new to writing. Bare with me as I get back on track into the novel.