Meanwhile…
Ida was squatting down with her hands cupping her cheeks. Her eyes were squinting into mere slits, staring at the man slumped in the corner with his arms and feet bound.
"Hehe…" came out an evil giggle, making Edge, who was currently being restrained as per Hugo's orders. "… so cute."
Edge, whose self-confidence was built through the past three years, felt it crack very slowly. This woman… never left him, ever since she came into this tent. She would simply giggle from time to time, making him wonder what sort of evilness was filling her head.
"Are you hungry?" she inquired after some time of staring. "Everyone had left, so it's just a few of us left in here."
"What do you want from me?" asked Edge, grimacing at her slightly.
"You."
"Ah?"
