Curtis glanced at her and said nothing. He then transformed into a snake completely and slithered out of the tree hole.

“Irina, are you hungry? I’ll go and cook you some noodles,” said Damien.

Irina, whose appetite had been excellent lately, felt hungry at the mention of food. She nodded her head repeatedly.

Realizing, to her alarm, that she had grown slightly chubbier lately, she added, “Throw in more noodles and less meat. I’ll just drink the soup.”

“Okay.”

Damien immediately went down. As the rain was heavy, even though a small shelter had been constructed under the tree, one could still feel a drizzle from inside. It took Damien...