As the fire smokes heavily, a person was walking towards where Akatosh and his party are. Blood drips from the person's shoulder. Panting heavily, she continues towards the blazing forest.
Back at the camp, Akatosh was guarding the man while Sheila and her friends restlessly extinguished the fire.
"Now, what will I do to you," Akatosh says, eyeing the man they've captured.
It took them hours to extinguish the flames. And when they return from the camp, they saw Akatosh poking the man.
They didn't speak about how he single-handedly disposed of the wolf. Because it was a gruesome kill. Seeing the wolf's organs spilled and half of its body were roasted, they didn't ask for such a fight. Instead, they ask Akatosh how and where he learned how to fight like that.
Akatosh sigh. "I was born in a miserable life. I was constantly set to a fight like that of a cockfight or bullied so I do sometimes resolve to brawl at every place, school, street you name it. And to the point, I was able to beat one martial arts specialist who's naïve and pride himself to the fullest." Akatosh says, poking the bonfire. "And because of my arrogance and shitass squabble. I was nearly beaten to death; I became a punching bag. It's just pure experience and learning."
"Even though I walk a life like that. I didn't become a deranged man." He continues.
After he had told them his slight past, they heard a rustling sound from the forest. It was still dark, so they didn't see whoever was making a sound.
Stand preparing their weapons except for Akatosh. He didn't prepare his weapon instead he waited for what would happen.
In crippling breathing, a woman appears panting heavily from her injuries. Akatosh can hear the woman murmuring something when suddenly she collapses from the ground.
Imploring Sei, Reith, and Riya to guard the possessed man. While Akatosh and Sheila went towards the collapsed woman. He can see that the woman was older than Akatosh probably in her 29th or more.
"Is she related to this man?" Akatosh calmly thought.
Out of her injuries, blood slowly tainted her cloak. And without life to waste, Akatosh quickly removes her cloak to see a very hallow wound. As if a tiger had clawed her shoulder.
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It was a deep cut, but Sheila's magic was enough to heal her injuries.
"A possessed man and a mysterious woman suddenly sprung from the darkness. These two might have some relationship." Akatosh concluded.
Crossing his arms, Akatosh intently observes Sheila healing her wound. Her hard breathing slowly calms.
With her cloak remove exposing some of her appearances. Wearing light skinny clothes without any armor or any protective gear. And some daggers sheathed to her legs and a sword to the back of her waist. Not to mention she's quite the beauty. Her silhouette is long and curvy silky hair covers her right eye. And her smooth skin is enough to woe a man.
Akatosh however was skeptical of her beauty. Her weapons and the way she dress that of an assassin send Akatosh to disbelief.
After Sheila was able to stop the bleeding. Akatosh asks Sheila to remove all her weapons, that if she might wake up and who knows she might draw her weapons. And might even be injured somebody and Akatosh hope he wasn't to be the first of her victims.
"So, what shall we do with this man?" Sei says, looking at Akatosh. Worrying that he might just kill this man coldblooded since they already know how he savagely killed the large wolf and the pack of gnolls.
"Just look after him, he might have something with this lady. And do tighten her hand she might awaken on a killing spree. She might have some magic of her sleeves." Akatosh sigh, turning around to look for a place to have some serenity.
Since he didn't sleep the past few days and his body ache in pain from the effect of the potion. He didn't want a possessed man rustling and grunting while Akatosh had to take a rest.
Laying down on the tree just twenty meters away from the camp. There he silently rests.
"I need a drink. I should stock some ale or wine, that might warm me up."
Morning came, and there he was sleeping like a grave and hugging his bag.
Back at the camp where Sheila was there sitting and sleeping at the right corner of the mysterious woman who just appears at night. The woman quickly awakes surprising Sheila. And for her awake, she was searching for her weapons to defend herself. Except her hands were tight, firmly unable to hold some weapons.
"Akatosh was right. If he didn't ask me to remove her weapons and cuffs her hands, this would be more complicated." That's what Sheila thought.
The morning was freshly cold. Air slowly turns into a breeze. The warmth of the sunlight is enough to comfy Akatosh in his sleep. Out of a sudden, his heavenly sleep was disturbed by a man's voice.
"Akatosh, Sheila asks for you!"
"Gahh… let me sleep." Akatosh respond.
"But the--"
"You mean the woman. Just give her some food that might shut her up." Akatosh interrupts cradling away.
Due to hunger Akatosh finally awakens. And after his moaning and yawning, he then goes to the camp in search of food.
He didn't bother to interrogate the woman. Instead, he was looking for a portion of food to eat. When he was just about to cook his meal, Sei came and handed him his meal. And while digging his food Sheila and the woman came.