"Hey! Kawell! Don't touch my experimental prey." A woman entered the cottage with a lot of glass bottles in her hands. Fortunately, she was talking in the same language as Loki. It was a bittersweet moment. Loki was undoubtedly troubled by the fact that the woman came out of nowhere. The woman was wearing a simple dress made out of dry leaves. It covered from shoulder to knees. Her bare skin was visibly lower than. Her color was white and has a slightly washed-out hair color. Her hair wasn't smooth rather it was curly. Loki wasn't able to see her clearly as she moved a bit. Placing the glass bottles in one corner the woman quickly ran towards the man who was sniffing Loki aggressively.
"Stop it Kewell!" Until now the woman didn't notice the awakening Loki.
"Whoa! You're alive?" She jumped out in intense surprise. Loki got a bit irritated by her overly surprising face. Who would be happy to know as dead?
Within a few minutes, the woman pulled herself up. Seeing the glazing Loki she got a bit shocked but by the time it faded away. The first thing she did was took away the sniffing man who was probably deaf.
"Why are you alive?"
"This isn't time for your crap! Just put me away from this dead stinky body. The army of ants gonna attack me any moment by now." Loki yelled out worriedly, "Hey! are you even listening?" The woman was frozen in his place as she couldn't believe her eyes. In her eyes, it was an indisputable miracle.
"You...You are talking....Up...until now the ones who came here were dead." Loki was confused by her way of talking but he didn't pay attention to it. He just wanted to survive.
After placing Loki's weak, vulnerable body to a side where ants couldn't reach or could reach but would take time.
Making a relieved sigh Loki began uttering, "So, what were you saying a minute ago?"
Loki was so driven on saving him that he couldn't grasp her saying.
"It's that how are you alive?"
"What do you mean by that? HOW AM I ALIVE? Am I suppose be counted as dead?"
"No, it's not like that. I mean you ought to be a dead body."
"Now, that you said that I could understand a bit. That dead stinky body. Why is it here?" Loki thought of himself as a detective.
"That's my experiment number 178."
"Oh, I see." Loki nodded a few times. "Wait what? Your experiment? Don't tell me you killed him?"
"N-no, Why would I? I collect the body of the dead for the experiment."
"You're a creepy one." Loki's expression went blank.
"Perhaps I am but I don't care. I just like this kind of stuff."
"What's your name?"
"Milan."
"Kinda cute name."
"It means ugly"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah." The woman went to the corner where she placed the glass bottles. In them, there were some weird liquids. She picked up them one after one and began placing them on the shelves over.