Jäwell's first reflex was to take his sword, the girl was numb and didn't move. He raised the blade to her chest and was ready to pierce her heart but he felt unable to. The prince sighed, "What am I supposed to do with you now that I know you exist?"
He looked around, searching for other creatures like her but it seemed that she was the only survivor. Jäwell walked through the grotto, exploring every piece of it in the research of every eventual seed, egg, or even full creature but there was nothing of such.
The prince scratched his head, searching for a plan. He didn't think for one second that he would be put in such a situation when he started to drink so heavily and now it was pretty hard to find how to resolve the problem. Jäwell looked at her, she was a looker, but she was empty inside. She didn't have the mental capacity to act by herself. It was already very surprising she managed to survive by herself in these conditions.
