Chapter 46: Guilt, Betrayal, and Friends

It was the beginning of a new day, it felt especially so after last night's near-death experience that the group had. The morning breeze grazed upon their bloodied and pale faces, each tending to his wounds and fatigue while riding on the wolf's back.

They rode from the south, going from the valley toward the periphery of the mid-tier area before they went east. Hazel wondered why they traveled so much, but she was in, albeit only physically, a better condition than the rest.

"Are you hungry?" The slightly tired voice of Arthur rang in her ears, startling her greatly. She felt her stomach turn just by being next to him, hearing his concern. Now that she was out of that situation, her feelings were not the same.

She felt guilt and ugliness. Even at this moment, she still resented him slightly. When things were dire, she so easily hated someone who saved her life, even if 'she' was the one who brought him to the camp. She couldn't loo......