"Wake up."
"Gkuhkh!?"
A loud snorting echoed throughout the entire dungeon as Rhys doused the former governess and high priestess Rheadan with several gallons of water. She was already awake, but Rhys just felt like slightly drowning him for some reason — of course, it also did not help that he was actually feeling the animosity from Aengela. How could he not, when she was heavily breathing through his neck while staring at Rheadan?
And of course, for safety reasons, Rhys had her eyes completely covered.
"H…huh? Where—"
"Shut up."
And as soon as Rheadan opened her mouth, Rhys quickly slapped her on the cheek, completely slamming her face on the wall right next to her. Rheadan's sticky nose formed strings, the mucus creating a bridge between her snoot and the sandy wall.
She was about to open her mouth to speak again, but Rhys slapped her on the cheek before he could have the chance to even utter a single word.
