The glades were engulfed in a thick cool mist, a way the world of Ancieru warned its inhabitants that winter was creeping in.
Plants that couldn't protect themselves from the cold were already withering away. Animals that were the same prepared themselves for hibernation.
Sins on the other hand were a year-round phenomenon, they didn't go anywhere no hibernation no migration just hunger for violence and blood.
In a little cabin in the middle of the Sin glades, Levi laid on the floor, his arm was dead because every time he tried to move or get away Scarlet would cry and hold him tighter.
He only knew Lucy and Ryan for a little over a month but at their deaths he summoned god level powers and risk his sanity to make those responsible pay so he couldn't imagine what it felt like for Scarlet. So he let her be. If she wanted to use his body as a giant stress ball, he'd let her.
'How long do you think this is gonna last? My arm is killing me.'
