Chapter 12

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When Navalia came to, she felt short of breath. She took off her goggles and her mask disappeared. She found Cthulhu sucking on her leg while the red bird palisman perched on his head.

"You little scamp..."

She looked at her surroundings. She was in a forest that was filled with somewhat large fluorescent yellow balls scattered around the place.

"Am I... back in Latissa?"

She assumed she was, since those yellow balls were the area's trademark.

Cthulhu gurgled. Navalia looked where he was gesturing. The Golden Guards staff was just a couple feet away from her.

"Well that's awfully convenient."

She decided to hold onto it in case she came across him again.

Speaking of, she heard disturbed groans. Just a little farther down, the Golden Guards body was lying on a bed of the yellow balls.

Navalia couldn't see anything above his chest since some giant mushrooms were blocking her view.

Before she could go check on him, she heard voices from the nearby clearing.

"Is that the stumpy lady with the hand for hair?"

She peered and eavesdropped. Apparently, Kikimora and some coven scouts were searching the place. They found the palismen, but they couldn't get past the force field that Navalia put up.

Apparently it wasn't a problem. They were to head for town and prepare to leave. Kikimora also held the mask of the Golden Guard. She claimed that he had likely perished, since the mask was "all that was left of him."

Once the coven scouts left, she blew on a whistle, and the hand-dragon came. She called it her pet, and gave it instructions to find the Golden Guard and finish him off.

"Well that's a development."

She turned back to his body. The red bird chirped.

"Ok ok, I won't leave him. Let's see what he looks like! I'll bet he actually just doesn't have a face."

Navalia went over with the palismen. What she saw actually caught her off guard.

The Golden Guard was this pale looking boy her age. He was platinum blonde and had a very pretty nose.

Navalia sat next to the bed of balls for a closer look.

Since his mouth was a little open, she saw a gap in his front teeth. She also saw a scar on his right jawline area. Navalias fingers hovered over his dark circles.

"They're like mine..."

She eyed the goggles in her hand. She considered wether or not she should put them on to keep concealing her identity.

She reluctantly tucked them away. As much as she hated to admit it, Navalia had respect for this guy. It takes a lot of dedication to be this much of a pain in her ass.

Since he didn't have the choice of concealing his face anymore, she was going to be fair and show her true self as well.

"Alright, fuck him and his pretty ass."

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨                         Tнe Goldeɴ GυαrdWhere stories live. Discover now