Hewitt gently patted the girl's back, not saying a word.
He simply allowed her to feel his presence.
He had always been there.
A deep, uncontrollable terror stirred in the depths of Hela's eyes. Although she may no longer need to fear being harmed by humans, the pain from that time had long been buried deep within her soul, unable to be shaken off no matter how many times she transformed.
Undoubtedly, that was now a part of her.
As Hewitt's steady hand continued to pat Hela's back, the girl's sobbing gradually subsided, and her disordered breathing slowly returned to normal.
Hela looked up, her teary red eyes shimmering:
"Hewitt, let's run, they've found us."
Instead of agreeing with Hela immediately, Hewitt reassured her:
"Don't worry, they can't hurt you anymore, and..."
Hewitt's calm voice made Hela feel less frightened for a moment.
"We found them."
Kerry looked up as the massive spider's legs stretched down from the staircase.
