SALACIA ~ TEASER

ANGEL - 01 1.8K WORDS

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“Trust me Hongjoong. Go to Bukhansan. You’ll find her there.”

Hongjoong sat in the corner of a restaurant with his fellow idol friend, clad with hoodies and hats to avoid being seen.

He was having a dilemma about producing music for his group, ATEEZ. He usually had ideas trickling out of his brain in the dead of night, but for the past month the cogs haven't been moving as they should. His group had just gained traction after performing at one of the most successful music festivals, Coachella. He needed to release new music to keep the popularity, but he just couldn’t think of anything. Even after all the advice given by the one sitting in front of him, shoving fries in his mouth, nothing would work. He tried changing his environment, finding a new reward and motivation, but it was like his creativity was locked.

So, instead of letting him lose hope, Bangchan put the french fries down and decided to let him in on a secret. He had a trick, it was something that could never fail. It would help out a child prodigy, an elder who lost their spark, literally anyone. He would have to do a lot of work, but it was worth it.

One day, Bangchan took a trip to a national park, trying to catch a break from the exhausting life of an idol. He was trying out his own advice, a change of environment.

He passed by a gorgeous figure with angelic black wings on her back, who held an electric guitar. She seemed to be tuning the instrument, which had an intricate design of angel wings. He could infer this was an angel, and he decided to approach her as softly as possible. He had overheard a myth that some angels are nice, and one is even like a genie. He didn’t think anything of it, refusing to believe that an angel with black wings would be dumb enough to travel to Earth, where she’ll certainly be taken to a museum.

However, now that he had his own proof, it seemed that this myth was true. The angel sensed him approaching, she didn’t seem surprised at all, like humans near her was a normal thing. She figured he came for the same reason as the rest, and asked about what he wanted for his wish. She weighed his quest for how many chords she would need to play in order to call his wish to emerge from the depths of the earth.

Bangchan figured there would be no harm in it and did his quest, which wasn’t a lot — he just needed to help out a forest of fairies who’s home was being conquered by his own kind, humans.

After he helped them out and made some new friends, she took him to an apple tree. After eating a golden apple and listening to her enchanted guitar, he woke up in his studio with the next months’ schedule full of photo shoots for the concept of the comeback. He didn’t remember finalizing the songs he tried to produce, as he wasn’t finished, but he wasn’t upset with the result.

“Hm.. really?” Hongjoong asked, mouth full of the burger he was eating.

“Yeah, man. Just try it out, trust me.” Chan nodded, picking up his burger. It was almost cold because of how much he was speaking.

“Well.. I guess I could try. Even if I don’t find her, it’ll be that change of environment you’ve been telling me to find.” He murmured, taking sip from his drink. He watched Chan’s jaw pause its’ chewing, a puzzled expression on his face.

“There’s.. a pineapple.. in my burger.” Chan said dramatically, his Australian accent showing. Hongjoong laughed, watching his small breakdown while he took the buns off to remove the imposters.

“I didn’t even know they sold those here.”

On the way back to his dorm, Hongjoong passed by a few stores to buy some necessities he would need to go hiking. He let his members and his CEO know he would be out for a while, so that his schedule for the day could be cleared.

He walked along the trail of the mountain, looking down below at Seoul. He could see his company building if he looked hard enough. He felt the desire to go back, he had been hiking and searching for three hours already. He pondered, looking around at the view. As his head turned, he noticed a small structure in the distance.

He saw a small cave with a hole at the top, letting all the sun in and onto this small structure. It gave him a view what was inside, which looked like a girl with large, black wings on her back sitting under something white. Hongjoong knew who that was, and he immediately went over closer.

As he got closer, he saw that it was a white, circular gazebo, and she was sitting on the foundation under it, leaning against one of the poles. He couldn’t see her face, but he could see what looked like an electric guitar in her lap. Despite everything being white in the middle of a national park, everything was nice and clean. Vines resided on some parts of the gazebo, but it was all relatively clean with no dirt smudges or anything. He was amazed by that. Hongjoong had a member who felt the importance of cleanliness, he would be impressed too.

He finally made it on the ground and he stood, afraid to go closer. He didn’t want to startle the angel. He would prefer if she sensed him, and turned to him herself. The structure she sat on was surrounded by shallow water, with small black stones which led to it. He took two steps forward, stepping on those stones hesitantly.

As he got closer, he could see how pretty she really was. Chan wasn’t lying. Her soft, black curly hair which rested on her shoulders and back reminded him of the waves of the ocean. Her skin looked smooth and looked like caramel. The wings rooting from her back, going through her backless, long-sleeved, white top, were a beautiful raven black. He couldn’t see her front, but he could see the white ribbons wrapped around her legs and the short skirt she wore.

Her essence was pure and alluring, he felt himself being drawn towards her. He had never met a mystical creature like her, so it was a life-changing experience seeing her for the first time.

He cautiously made his way closer, as soon as his foot pressed down on the foundation of the gazebo, he heard her soft breathing hitch and he saw her lashes fluttering. He paused, not wanting to scare her too badly. She let out a deep breath, turning to face him and see who it was in her home.

She saw him, a young man, looking almost lovestruck with his lips parted and eyes wide and sparkling. She knew that look.

“What is it..?” She asked quietly, her voice soft and a bit raspy from her slumber. She knew he was here for a wish. That was the only reason she was ever visited.

He seemed to be struggling to breathe before he finally spoke. “U-Uhm.. I-I.. I’m Kim Hongjoong, I was wondering if.. um..”

“You want a wish. What is your desire? I’ll decide your quest based off of it.” She answered for him, standing. She had already had a plan in mind, regardless of what his request was. She finally turned to face him, crossing her arms. He started to kneel on one knee, feeling like he was talking to some divine goddess— but she stopped him with a simple word. She did require all the respect from him, but she wasn’t that type of divine being. She didn’t need anyone to kneel before her.

“I.. Uhm.. My group.. I need..” He stuttered, a feeling in his chest telling him he was embarrassing himself. But he wasn’t, it was the average reaction from a human. Actually, it was weird if they didn’t become a stuttering mess or have a breakdown seeing her. It was so common that she even constructed her own spell to calm the anxious nerves.

“Breathe.” She stopped him, playing a chord on her guitar. She tapped his chest, a small poke. He suddenly felt relieved, like all the weight on his shoulders had momentarily dissipated. He let out a deep breath and finally spoke, calmly.

“I.. I’m struggling with producing for my group. I have the basis for the songs, but I just can’t find a way to put it all together..” He grimaced at the thought of his dilemma.

“I see. So you’re another one of them, then.” She said, mostly to herself. She had all types of people coming to her about music, whether it was soloists, small artists, group members, or even western artists.

“So.. That means Chan really did come to you?” Hongjoong asked himself, curious if the angel would remember all of her companions who assisted her in numerous things in return of a wish.

“Who, the Australian with a larger nose?” She asked, receiving a nod from Hongjoong. “You know him? How did the album go?”

“It went great actually..” Hongjoong smiled, trailing off. “So what is it that you need me to do? I would like for my newest to be successful too.”

“Hmm.. It’s a surprise. But we will be traveling very far, out of the country.” She said, to his surprise. He knew he would have to do a lot to get that wish, but he was expecting it to be more local.

“How far, exactly?” He questioned, needed to know how much to bring.

“The-.. Actually, you humans call it Niagara Falls.” She hesitated, about to say what her and the other angels call it, but she realized he would be confused. He bit his lip. He knew how far that was, and he had always wanted to go there. Even so, he still had schedules that he couldn’t miss, and he would miss all of his group members for that short time he would leave.

“What exactly will I be doing..?” He asked, trying to negotiate with himself and decide on what he would do.

“Can’t tell you, until you agree. But once you do, you can’t escape.” She said, her voice sounding almost menacing at the end of her sentence. She held her hand out for him to grab, giving him a choice to make. Once he shook her hand, he was chained to her until she was satisfied with his work.

“I think..” He started, taking a deep breath and putting his hand out towards hers. He hesitated, thinking about it.

ANGEL - 02

!! MASTERLIST !!

The legendary four

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SALACIA - 01

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“Where did Riki run off to?”

Salacia opened her eyes, stretching her half human, half fish body out. As she did so, she turned to her side, nearly blinded by the bright sun shining directly on her. She expected to see her brother next to her, either asleep or chatting with his friends. However, all she saw was an empty rock, without the presence of her brother. She didn’t see the inhabitant roaming around, nor did she have any recollection of him waking her up with the desire to explore the vast sea. He knew to never venture too far without alerting her. She always told him to bring a friend along as well if he wanted to go somewhere.

She sat up, thinking for a minute that in the haze of just waking up that her memory was lagging, and he did tell her. She was planning to go find him or his friends, but she saw all six of his friends swimming to her which stopped her train of thought. Before she could, the oldest spoke to her. “Morning, Cia. Is Riki here?” It was usually Riki going to them, asking to hang out, so her mind quickly developed the fact that Riki was missing. She didn’t panic yet, it was a regular thing that Riki, being a teen, purposely snuck off sometimes or simply got distracted and went too far.

She sighed, stretching once again to awaken herself to begin her search. “No, I’ll find him..” She murmured. She felt an unusual pang of worry in her heart, thinking of where he could be.

She closed her eyes, focusing on the vibrations in the water to track him down. She scanned the ocean, sensing a few schools of fish, and a boat using a net to catch fish. She brushed it off, there hadn’t been any sailors fishing for a few days already. They could have it this time, a rule given by her father that she reluctantly abided to. She hated seeing all the poor fish stolen from the sea for humans to eat.

After a minute of searching and anticipating stares from the six in front of her, her expression twisted. She couldn’t feel him in the water, at all. Her attention went back to the clump of fish being lifted in the net. She focused on it, digging deep inside the clump of fish. Her blood visibly went cold. She could feel a larger body inside that net, definitely a mermaid, and hopefully not Riki.

No matter who it was, a mermaid being seen by humans would be the doom of the Pearl Sea. Once one human got their hands on a mermaid, they’ll map it and everyone else will start catching the surviving creatures. These captured mermaids, will either be killed and eaten, or locked up as an aquarium attraction. Possibly, their scales would be used as decoration, like how they used shark teeth. She always saw surfers with their shark tooth necklaces, calling themselves, ‘lovers of the sea’, despite wearing one of the most hateful things towards the sea a human could wear. Any time a mermaid was spotted on the sea, there would never be a peaceful encounter. Even pirates, the most hated of all the humans, wouldn’t spare them. They would be shot down cruelly as if they were sea monsters. Sometimes they wouldn’t even try to recover the body, just letting it sink for the rest of the poor fish to see.

Riki’s friends saw the concern creeping into her face, but they couldn’t even inquire before she rushed away. She swam quickly up to the distant net, her eyes locked on the boat. None of them tried to stop her, as it wasn’t their place to. As the protector of the Pearl Sea, it was her duty to dash to any danger and get rid of it.

She made it up to the bottom of the net shortly, ripping it apart with her claws and freeing the fish. Her mind was yelling at her, telling her one thing— Riki was on that boat and she needed to save him. After ensuring they were making their escape, she began climbing up the net, her tail dissipating and shifting into scaly legs. She climbed the net like a ladder, taking a small leap out of the water for a head start. Seconds later, her foot became tangled, she could barely struggle before being roughly lifted out of the water and thrown onto the hard wooden deck of the ship. She let out a small yelp, her eyes closed in pain and nausea. The rope started dragging her, but she untangled her foot before she could get too far.

At the sound of a confused voice, she opened her eyes, immediately becoming alert. She wasn’t as dizzy as she was before. “Where did our fi- Woah!” She jumped up quietly, crouching and peering from the corner of a wall.

She saw Riki, laid on his side and tangled in the ropes. A man, the one talking, was standing over him, his back turned towards her. Riki’s whole body was restrained. His arms were together and he couldn’t move his neck unless he wanted to be strangled by the strand around his neck. He looked around for an escape, making eye contact with her. The man started to alert his crew members, but was interrupted. Riki flailed, landing a slap on the man’s face with his tail.

The man grimaced, letting out an angry yelp before jogging into one of the other rooms in the ship.

With the short amount of freedom she had, she stumbled her way over to Riki with her weak legs. She felt a shock up her body every time the soles of her foot touched the wooden deck.

She worked in a hassle, trying to get the ropes off of Riki before he could come back. She had to manually do it, as she would hurt him using her claws. She had small experience with ropes and tangled animals, constantly being called to help with circular plastic or plastic bags. However, this time she was scared for both of their lives, her hands shaking tremendously. It wasn’t as easy as it usually was. Riki couldn’t even try to help her in such a predicament.

At the sound of multiple rushed footsteps, she tried working faster, to no avail. She heard another shocked gasp from the one who was smacked. “Woah! Another one! And she has legs with scales!”

She paused, turning at the sound of the footsteps coming a bit too close. She was met nearly face to face with the same man, his eyes darting around her face, studying her. Behind him stood two other men. She froze up, gaining a realization that these were pirates, not sailors. They all had messy appearances, and different clothing attire instead of uniform. This one had neck-length, messy hair. His white and black hair had slight waves. It was in a half up-half down style, some of it sticking out as bangs in the front. He had a sharp jawline, along with a beautifully sculpted nose. He had deep, blank eyes which sparkled more the longer he looked at her.

His lips were parted in astonishment as he stared at her. His hand slowly raised, cupping her cheek. His thumb pressed on her lips, invading in an attempt to see her teeth. She bit down on his finger before she could even realize it, causing him to cuss and pull away. She felt a new substance on her lip, her tongue darting out to collect it and bringing a metal taste into her mouth. Riki chuckled, seeing the surprised and pained expression on his face as the other two investigated his injury, mumbled worries leaving their mouths.

One of the men turned to the two with a savage, fiery look in his eyes. He crossed his hands behind his broad, muscular back, his once empty hands returning with two long swords, with a red glowing eye shaped similar to his in the hilts of them. She instantly saw his intentions, snarling at him in hopes of intimidating him. She protectively moved in front of Riki, who could only helplessly lift his head. The man looked tough, so of course he wasn’t scared at all.

He didn’t waste any time leaping towards them, leaving scratches on the two. He slashed her shoulder before turning his sword and leaving a deep gash on Riki’s tail. He only went for his tail, as he would’ve unintentionally freed him if he cut elsewhere. She could barely react, he was too fast and had her clutching her bleeding shoulder in the blink of an eye.

The man was about to give the two the fish dinner treatment, before someone else in the crew intervened. She heard his voice, but paid him no attention, too invested in the conditions of Riki and herself. Her brother was groaning, his mind clearly fogged up and in another painful place which worried her. She had heard too much about a mermaid poison which could only be retrieved from the deadliest sirens out there. She felt dizzy herself, the two mermaids panting in an effort to not pass out.

“San, wait. What’s this?” The new man inquired, the one named ‘San’ backing away from them. He knew that he wasn’t supposed to hurt or destroy any invaders on the ship unless they were actively attacking.

San started to answer, but the one who she bit responded excitedly. “Mermaids! I got bit!” He held his finger out, a slow stream of blood running down it. He was like a child, so happy with his new discovery that even being attacked was fascinating to him. He wasn’t upset about the bite either way, he wanted it had it coming after sticking his hands in her mouth like that.

“Wooyoung, go get Captain and Yeosang.” The man gave an order, receiving a ‘Yes sir!’ in return. He jogged away happily, but he made sure to go quickly.

The man pushed past San, crouching down in front of them, though he was sure to keep his distance. He could see that they were hurt, and that San most likely used it. She had her guard up, cautiously staring at the three who still remained. San glared at her, a threatening, ‘Try something and I’ll kill you.’ look in his eyes. From the new one, a surprisingly sympathetic and curious look. The tall one who she didn’t realize was pointing his gun at her earlier, stared at her with an unreadable expression.

“Are you okay?” The newer man spoke up quietly, full of worry as he leaned forward in the slightest. She didn’t respond, a scowl on her face. The two were breathing heavily, her focus was now on defending so she hadn’t even realized Riki passed out. “You’re safe now.” He said softly, although he couldn’t promise that. Their safety depended on both their doctor and captain, and just the luck of natural selection. If the captain approved of letting them live, it would then be up to Yeosang. It now depended on if he could obtain the antidote and whether it would work or not. No matter what, Yeosang never gave up on a patient unless he was certain there was nothing he could do.

She didn’t trust his words at all, her eyes darting around to look for an escape. She saw nothing, especially with Riki so restrained. Even so, she wouldn’t leave him here. She would carry him on her back if she had to, or drag him by the ropes. She could never abandon him, even if it meant risking her life. She would never leave behind anyone who she loved ever again. He always came first, even if he was born to be her divine guardian. She felt as if he had more potential as the sea’s guardian, not her.

SALACIA - 02

!! MASTERLIST !!

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SALACIA - 01

2K WORDS

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WARNINGS ; blood, injury, mentions of death, being tied up, mentions of animal cruelty (?) .

“Where did Riki run off to?”

Salacia opened her eyes, stretching her half human, half fish body out. As she did so, she turned to her side, nearly blinded by the bright sun shining directly on her. She expected to see her brother next to her, either asleep or chatting with his friends. However, all she saw was an empty rock, without the presence of her brother. She didn’t see the inhabitant roaming around, nor did she have any recollection of him waking her up with the desire to explore the vast sea. He knew to never venture too far without alerting her. She always told him to bring a friend along as well if he wanted to go somewhere.

She sat up, thinking for a minute that in the haze of just waking up that her memory was lagging, and he did tell her. She was planning to go find him or his friends, but she saw all six of his friends swimming to her which stopped her train of thought. Before she could, the oldest spoke to her. “Morning, Cia. Is Riki here?” It was usually Riki going to them, asking to hang out, so her mind quickly developed the fact that Riki was missing. She didn’t panic yet, it was a regular thing that Riki, being a teen, purposely snuck off sometimes or simply got distracted and went too far.

She sighed, stretching once again to awaken herself to begin her search. “No, I’ll find him..” She murmured. She felt an unusual pang of worry in her heart, thinking of where he could be.

She closed her eyes, focusing on the vibrations in the water to track him down. She scanned the ocean, sensing a few schools of fish, and a boat using a net to catch fish. She brushed it off, there hadn’t been any sailors fishing for a few days already. They could have it this time, a rule given by her father that she reluctantly abided to. She hated seeing all the poor fish stolen from the sea for humans to eat.

After a minute of searching and anticipating stares from the six in front of her, her expression twisted. She couldn’t feel him in the water, at all. Her attention went back to the clump of fish being lifted in the net. She focused on it, digging deep inside the clump of fish. Her blood visibly went cold. She could feel a larger body inside that net, definitely a mermaid, and hopefully not Riki.

No matter who it was, a mermaid being seen by humans would be the doom of the Pearl Sea. Once one human got their hands on a mermaid, they’ll map it and everyone else will start catching the surviving creatures. These captured mermaids, will either be killed and eaten, or locked up as an aquarium attraction. Possibly, their scales would be used as decoration, like how they used shark teeth. She always saw surfers with their shark tooth necklaces, calling themselves, ‘lovers of the sea’, despite wearing one of the most hateful things towards the sea a human could wear. Any time a mermaid was spotted on the sea, there would never be a peaceful encounter. Even pirates, the most hated of all the humans, wouldn’t spare them. They would be shot down cruelly as if they were sea monsters. Sometimes they wouldn’t even try to recover the body, just letting it sink for the rest of the poor fish to see.

Riki’s friends saw the concern creeping into her face, but they couldn’t even inquire before she rushed away. She swam quickly up to the distant net, her eyes locked on the boat. None of them tried to stop her, as it wasn’t their place to. As the protector of the Pearl Sea, it was her duty to dash to any danger and get rid of it.

She made it up to the bottom of the net shortly, ripping it apart with her claws and freeing the fish. Her mind was yelling at her, telling her one thing— Riki was on that boat and she needed to save him. After ensuring they were making their escape, she began climbing up the net, her tail dissipating and shifting into scaly legs. She climbed the net like a ladder, taking a small leap out of the water for a head start. Seconds later, her foot became tangled, she could barely struggle before being roughly lifted out of the water and thrown onto the hard wooden deck of the ship. She let out a small yelp, her eyes closed in pain and nausea. The rope started dragging her, but she untangled her foot before she could get too far.

At the sound of a confused voice, she opened her eyes, immediately becoming alert. She wasn’t as dizzy as she was before. “Where did our fi- Woah!” She jumped up quietly, crouching and peering from the corner of a wall.

She saw Riki, laid on his side and tangled in the ropes. A man, the one talking, was standing over him, his back turned towards her. Riki’s whole body was restrained. His arms were together and he couldn’t move his neck unless he wanted to be strangled by the strand around his neck. He looked around for an escape, making eye contact with her. The man started to alert his crew members, but was interrupted. Riki flailed, landing a slap on the man’s face with his tail.

The man grimaced, letting out an angry yelp before jogging into one of the other rooms in the ship.

With the short amount of freedom she had, she stumbled her way over to Riki with her weak legs. She felt a shock up her body every time the soles of her foot touched the wooden deck.

She worked in a hassle, trying to get the ropes off of Riki before he could come back. She had to manually do it, as she would hurt him using her claws. She had small experience with ropes and tangled animals, constantly being called to help with circular plastic or plastic bags. However, this time she was scared for both of their lives, her hands shaking tremendously. It wasn’t as easy as it usually was. Riki couldn’t even try to help her in such a predicament.

At the sound of multiple rushed footsteps, she tried working faster, to no avail. She heard another shocked gasp from the one who was smacked. “Woah! Another one! And she has legs with scales!”

She paused, turning at the sound of the footsteps coming a bit too close. She was met nearly face to face with the same man, his eyes darting around her face, studying her. Behind him stood two other men. She froze up, gaining a realization that these were pirates, not sailors. They all had messy appearances, and different clothing attire instead of uniform. This one had neck-length, messy hair. His white and black hair had slight waves. It was in a half up-half down style, some of it sticking out as bangs in the front. He had a sharp jawline, along with a beautifully sculpted nose. He had deep, blank eyes which sparkled more the longer he looked at her.

His lips were parted in astonishment as he stared at her. His hand slowly raised, cupping her cheek. His thumb pressed on her lips, invading in an attempt to see her teeth. She bit down on his finger before she could even realize it, causing him to cuss and pull away. She felt a new substance on her lip, her tongue darting out to collect it and bringing a metal taste into her mouth. Riki chuckled, seeing the surprised and pained expression on his face as the other two investigated his injury, mumbled worries leaving their mouths.

One of the men turned to the two with a savage, fiery look in his eyes. He crossed his hands behind his broad, muscular back, his once empty hands returning with two long swords, with a red glowing eye shaped similar to his in the hilts of them. She instantly saw his intentions, snarling at him in hopes of intimidating him. She protectively moved in front of Riki, who could only helplessly lift his head. The man looked tough, so of course he wasn’t scared at all.

He didn’t waste any time leaping towards them, leaving scratches on the two. He slashed her shoulder before turning his sword and leaving a deep gash on Riki’s tail. He only went for his tail, as he would’ve unintentionally freed him if he cut elsewhere. She could barely react, he was too fast and had her clutching her bleeding shoulder in the blink of an eye.

The man was about to give the two the fish dinner treatment, before someone else in the crew intervened. She heard his voice, but paid him no attention, too invested in the conditions of Riki and herself. Her brother was groaning, his mind clearly fogged up and in another painful place which worried her. She had heard too much about a mermaid poison which could only be retrieved from the deadliest sirens out there. She felt dizzy herself, the two mermaids panting in an effort to not pass out.

“San, wait. What’s this?” The new man inquired, the one named ‘San’ backing away from them. He knew that he wasn’t supposed to hurt or destroy any invaders on the ship unless they were actively attacking.

San started to answer, but the one who she bit responded excitedly. “Mermaids! I got bit!” He held his finger out, a slow stream of blood running down it. He was like a child, so happy with his new discovery that even being attacked was fascinating to him. He wasn’t upset about the bite either way, he wanted it had it coming after sticking his hands in her mouth like that.

“Wooyoung, go get Captain and Yeosang.” The man gave an order, receiving a ‘Yes sir!’ in return. He jogged away happily, but he made sure to go quickly.

The man pushed past San, crouching down in front of them, though he was sure to keep his distance. He could see that they were hurt, and that San most likely used it. She had her guard up, cautiously staring at the three who still remained. San glared at her, a threatening, ‘Try something and I’ll kill you.’ look in his eyes. From the new one, a surprisingly sympathetic and curious look. The tall one who she didn’t realize was pointing his gun at her earlier, stared at her with an unreadable expression.

“Are you okay?” The newer man spoke up quietly, full of worry as he leaned forward in the slightest. She didn’t respond, a scowl on her face. The two were breathing heavily, her focus was now on defending so she hadn’t even realized Riki passed out. “You’re safe now.” He said softly, although he couldn’t promise that. Their safety depended on both their doctor and captain, and just the luck of natural selection. If the captain approved of letting them live, it would then be up to Yeosang. It now depended on if he could obtain the antidote and whether it would work or not. No matter what, Yeosang never gave up on a patient unless he was certain there was nothing he could do.

She didn’t trust his words at all, her eyes darting around to look for an escape. She saw nothing, especially with Riki so restrained. Even so, she wouldn’t leave him here. She would carry him on her back if she had to, or drag him by the ropes. She could never abandon him, even if it meant risking her life. She would never leave behind anyone who she loved ever again. He always came first, even if he was born to be her divine guardian. She felt as if he had more potential as the sea’s guardian, not her.

SALACIA - 02

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