The two were still in the exact same spot, Edward still standing with his two fingers up against the center of his forehead. Ruth was still standing a few dozen meters away, though, this time, she was hunched over even more. Her hair was messy, her clothes were torn heavily, and her body was riddled with bruises and scratches, though the most significant difference was that she was covered in blood seeping from her seemingly endless amounts of wounds. Perhaps it wasn't a deadly amount of red liquid, but it was enough to cause concern.
Trap Academy: Starting at Level 1 (DISCONTINUED)
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