Aias: from a world of kaijus to a world of fantasy and magic

Chapter 65

Wendy's and Chelsie's perspective.

Wendy and Chelsie rush to the dungeon, pushing past people and adventurers to get to the entrance.

They presented their adventurer cards to the guard and went in.

"Do you have anything, Wendy?"

Sniffing the air.

"Yes, it's faint, but I don't think it's the scent we're looking for. I think it's the scent when Nyx entered inside; I don't smell him leaving."

"He is still in the dungeon, then we better get going; take the lead."

Reluctantly, like a part of her didn't want to do it, Wendy says.

"Okay, but when we find Nyx, you're approaching him."

Confused, Chelsie asks.

"Why?"

"It's just in case of something."

Wendy shivered a bit as she began running. Chelsie follows, and they make their way down the floors.

Passing the first stratum and into the second, Chelsie asked Wendy again if she smelled anything, but Wendy shook her head.

"So Nyx is in the second stratum; do you think he's okay? It's been hours already."

"I'm sure he is fine; it's Nyx we're talking about."

Wendy had a meek smile, looking afraid, like she was trying to repress a memory when she said that.

They continued making their way down the floors, hoping they would find something.

Eventually, on the 18th floor, Wendy finally noticed something. She suddenly stopped and sniffed the air around her.

Seeing her stop, Chelsie asks.

"Do you have something?"

"Yeah, but..."

Grimacing.

"I smell blood; I think it's Nyx."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, not only him but other people too."

Hearing that, Chelsie also grimaces.

"Where?"

"That way."

Wendy pointed down the trail, and they began running again, following the trail and going off of it till Wendy stopped.

Chelsie was about to ask if Wendy had something, but when she was about to ask, Chelsie smelled the distinct scent of blood in the air, which she even could smell.

They looked closely at their surroundings and saw traces of a battle. When they investigated the area, they saw pools of blood scattered around everywhere despite not seeing any dead bodies.

Chelsie turned to Wendy, about to ask if she smelled any of the pools of blood were Nyx's, thinking about the worst-case scenario, only to see Wendy immediately start running in a certain direction.

Stopping near a tree at a distance, Wendy put her nose close to the ground to smell a couple of small droplets of blood.

She smells the blood and grimaces even more. Chelsie ran up to her and asked what she found.

"This is Nyx's blood; he ran in that direction. I think he was being chased by someone."

Wendy sniffed the air again and said.

"They're from a completely different group."

"Different group?"

"Yes, Nyx was definitely attacked, but another group showed up and attacked him next, much more dangerous than the first group."