The tension in the hospital room was thicker than a frozen block of butter.
Gwen sat on the edge of the hospital bed as her fingers drummed lightly against her thigh as she tried to maintain a semblance of calm.
Across the room, Rhinoman leaned against the wall with his hulking body looming like an immovable statue.
His eyes were trained unflinchingly on her.
Perched on his shoulder was Brigid who had her fists held out like she was going to hit Gwen.
『Look at her… dumb blonde bitch thinks she can get a taste of my man's saliva, tch… WELL, IT WON'T HAPPEN!』
Gwen shifted uncomfortably as her eyes shifted to the corner where Dark Elf stood lazily munching on her seemingly bottomless bag of chips. Dark Elf glanced at Gwen, raised an eyebrow, and popped another chip into her mouth before looking away with complete indifference.
Gwen exhaled heavily.
Her nerves were getting the better of her.
