“Angel! Angel! Ange…lina!! Arrghh!!!”

Amaria's screams filtered through the cold night air, and the spiders took advantage of her opened mouth, rushing into it as she screamed.

Angelina became automatically deaf to her cries, stepping out without sparing her another damn glance. She held her slamming chest, using the side wall as a guide as her chest rose and fell.

She had been acting like the hard type, making sure not to show her flaws or break down in front of Amaria, but all her defense walls crumbled the moment she got out. A wave of air hit her whole body, and she grasped her chest tighter.

Her nails almost...