Burning Soul - Chapter 182

The scene behind the door was stomach-turning. The stench of the flesh rotting was filled to brim in that small room. It was as if someone walked into the butcher’s room.

Milot took a step first, his vision in darkness was much better than Theo who, a beastmen trait. He witnessed the horror first-hand.

“Theo, how can there be someone alive in such a horrible room?” Milot covered his nose as a reaction before giving a good look around.

The look he soon regretted as the scene before his eyes was nothing less of a horror.

There were human corpses, they were distinctly human and not of beastmen. Most of them were in bad shape.

His eyes widened, even though he was a veteran fighter, this was too much to handle, especially watching the dead young people.

He was no deeper than two steps in the chamber, two steps that felt like a void as he turned around to throw up.

Theo, who was behind him, was confused by his actions. He hadn’t witnessed it yet.

“What just happened!” He could only gasp over his sudden fluster. Theo covered his nose and dared to walk in, he had sensed someone alive there, he just couldn’t turn away.

Using his low light visibility skill, he took a look around.

It was a mistake to walk in unprepared for sure. He witnessed the same horror his companion had been through a while ago.

But worse, as his skill allowed even higher visibility, he could see the wounded, torn and some even crushed carcases of humans. All the corpses were of young girls no older than himself.

“What in the world is going on here?” He had a dumbstruck expression.

“Are you even sure that someone can stay alive there? I’d be dead in over 5 mins!” Milot yelled back at him, surely there was no way anyone could live in that stomach-turning stench.

“There is!” Theo took another step in so as to take a closer look around. He used Mana sense yet again to pinpoint the whereabouts of the living.

There was a faint signature but it was definitely of an alive person.

That chamber wasn’t so big but the problem was there were at least 40 corpses, and finding a person who might be alive was an extensively difficult task. Especially considering the fact that the deeper he went, the deeper the stench got.

The floor was covered in blood and all sorts of fluids, he didn’t even glance at it all and kept walking towards the direction mana sense gave.

All living beings bear mana, some a little less, some a little more but it is true to all that they have at least some amount of mana. As long as they are alive, it flows within one’s body and connects them to the plane. Every vessel has a limit and they can only use some amount of it. Once they die the mana turns into magicules or in simpler terms molecules of magic.

This chamber was filled with not only that but they had absorbed the emotions of the dead making the air denser and difficult to breathe in. The stench was an aftereffect of all this and rotting flesh added. As for the faint signature, that person was surely on the verge of dying. He had to find her quickly.

Milot dared again to take a step in and lend a helping hand. Just as he walked in, he noticed a figure in the corner of the room, “There, Theo look in that corner!” He shouted and walked in hurriedly.

Theo looked in the direction and found that person, it was a young girl briefly younger than himself.

Her frail body was chained up to a nail in the wall. With chains around, she had barely any room to move around. With barely any clothes on, staying on the cold wet floor was an invitation to death.

She had zero to no energy yet with all her might she cried for help, lifting her head slowly as she looked in Theo’s direction. Her vision was blurry and all she could see were two figures closing in. For her it was either her doom or pardon, in any case, her suffering was about to be put to an end.

Thinking it was the end she closed her eyes again letting a teardrop escape off of her blooded cheeks

Theo got up to her and a single slash freed her from the chains.

The sound of chains breaking off echoed in that room, just as the chains hit the floor, somehow the air got a little more breathable. It was as if the dead cleared a path for her liberation. The sound echoed in her ears as well. She still had no strength, but a faint smile appeared on her face. After all, she was finally free from misery.

Theo took his coat and a spare shirt out of the storage bag and wrapped them around her. Being handicapped he couldn’t lift her, but he pulled her off of the floor and put her head on his thighs as he sat on his knees.

Although the floor was wet and covered in filth, that valued nothing in front of that young being and her injuries.

“Milot, here, I need your help in carrying her out of here!” Theo called him for help.

Milot closed in swiftly and pulled her up in his arms, “So light! She might not have made it by the morning!” Milot pointed out her condition.

“Let’s take her out here first!” Theo suggested taking a look around. It was such a sad scene she couldn’t help but feel it.

“Yeah! We need to treat her as soon as possible!” Milot walked towards the door with her in arms, “What happened?” He asked Theo who was frozen in that corner.

Theo punched the ground with his fist in anger, “We should have just killed all those ba*tards.”

“Yeah, but for now, let’s move out of here, it doesn’t feel right. This place is in a bigger turmoil than we anticipated it to be.” Milot tried to calm him, he knew that killing the bandits would have been better but what has happened had happened.

Theo stood up and walked to the door with a helpless look in his eyes and sadness filled in his heart.

As he stepped out of the door he felt a gust of wind coming out of the door, somehow the stench was no longer that intense.

The condensed magicules left the chamber with that young one.

“Milot reminds me of giving them a proper goodbye once we claim this ruin!” Theo asked him with a look he couldn’t deny.

“Yeah, of course. I shall honour their death but not only by giving them a place to rest, we must find who was behind this and bring them to justice!” Milot’s eyes lit up

“Only death shall avenge them!” Theo replied as if he read his mind.

“Yeah, first do you know any healing spells? She’s in dire need of healing, her breathing is slowing down, and her body is burning in heat! His concern was pinpoint. Although they were out of the chamber, that didn’t mean she’d just get better like that.

“I know a few spells but the most effective ones will eat up a lot of mana. As it stands, we are still unsure of what lies ahead so depleting a ton of mana won’t do good.

I can use a spell that can be effective and won’t eat up a lot of mana as well, for now, let’s take her to some open space, it’ll be better if we can take a look at her injuries before treating them.”

He then put his hand on her head and poured in a bit of mana while performing instant heal magic. Although it wasn’t very effective, it was enough to get her health up a bit.

“For some reason, I don’t want to ask her anything, I mean I don’t wish her to recall all the torment she might have been through.” Theo expressed his thoughts.

Milot didn’t reply to his thoughts and held her firmly as he healed.

“Let’s get to that open space at the end of the hallway first..” Theo pointed towards the open area.