~Forest Tajmaé; Nymph Terrain Far East Of Keep Skies~
"Come again?!" Dante asked with a raised brow as he stared incredulously at the group of nymphs who had knocked him unconscious.
The words the nymph had just said made Dante completely forget his rage at awakening to find himself cuffed to a tree with a sack over his head.
Only for the sack to be taken off and Dante's captors, five strangers stood around him and stared down at him with large, unsettling smiles.
At first, Dante had thought he was abducted by fairies, however he had quickly realized his captors were missing the obvious appendage for flight.
Dante knew many fairies and the only thing they all had in common were those spectral wings and this group had nothing of such, yet they smelled identical to fairies.
