At first, they noticed nothing strange. Just the rmaids walking silently, the leader’s long golden hair trailing behind him like a god from the depths.
But then...
The rmaids began to move their lips.
Softly. In perfect sync.
It was like they were chanting—though no sound could be heard from the shore.
Vayu furrowed his brows, trying to listen.
Cutie tilted his head slightly, puzzled.
They couldn’t hear anything.
But they felt it.
A strange fog slowly crept into their minds. Not sothing they could see—but heavy. Thick.
Their chests tightened slightly.
Their limbs? Just a little slower.
Then, their eyelids began to droop.
First Vayu’s, then Cutie’s.
"No... wait," Vayu mumbled, trying to shake his head.
Cutie blinked hard, forcing himself to stay upright, but his body betrayed him.
It was like gravity had doubled its weight.
They didn’t even have ti to warn Kaya.
Within seconds, both slumped into the bushes.
Out cold.
As the Master stepped in front of the hut, he froze.
There, lying under the weak fra of leaves and branches, was a woman.
Dressed in white—he didn’t know what kind of upper garnt it was, not sothing he’d ever seen before—but it hugged her form. Below, a single cloth wrapped around her legs, loose yet oddly clingy, outlining her body’s position even as she lay completely still.
But what truly shocked him...
She was female.
A human female.
His golden brows drew together, eyes darkening instantly. The soft surprise in his expression vanished, replaced by sothing colder. Sharper.
Without a word, he raised his hand.
In his palm—a shard of stone. Where he got it, no one knew. But it shimred faintly, like it wasn’t just an ordinary rock.
And then—
He threw it.
No hesitation.
It shot through the air, aid directly at her face—sharp and fast, almost like it had been fired from a slingshot. The others tensed, watching, expecting impact.
But Kaya didn’t flinch.
She didn’t open her eyes.
Didn’t twitch.
Not even a breath hitched in her chest.
The shard stopped an inch away from her skin.
The Master lowered his hand, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Hmm."
He turned toward the others, then toward the movent recorded earlier. His voice, calm but firm, carried the order:
"Kidnap her."
And he turned around and left.
The other rmaids exchanged stunned glances.
Wait... what?
He ca all this way, acted like he was going to kill her—and then said to kidnap her?
No one dared speak aloud, but the question hovered in every stunned face.
Then why the hell did he even throw the shard?!
Not that anyone was brave enough to ask the Master.
So, in perfect silence, they began to follow the order.
The so-called little lord bent down and lifted Kaya into his arms.
She didn’t fight it.
Her body stayed still, breath calm—too calm.
One hand dangled loosely, her fingers slowly uncurling from the bamboo weapon tucked beneath her blazer.
And she let it go.
Why?
Even Kaya didn’t know.
For a brief second, sothing inside her went quiet—almost too quiet.
She thought, Maybe... just maybe, I should see where this goes.
But what the hell was she even thinking?
That question hit her a mont later like a slap to the face.
Her fingers jerked back to life, wrapping tightly in a fist.
And just as quickly—
Her eyes snapped open.
BAM!
Her fist smashed right into the little lord’s jaw.
He wasn’t ready. At all.
The impact sent him stumbling backward. He let go of her with a startled gasp, and Kaya dropped to the ground.
Not that it mattered. She was already up.
The little lord clutched his now-red cheek, eyes wide with shock as he turned to face her.
"What the—?!"
But she wasn’t done.
Before he could spit another word—
CRACK!
She drove her foot straight into his chin with brutal force, sending him crashing down to the sand.
Silence rippled through the others who had followed him. Their proud confidence wavered, replaced by disbelief.
Kaya stood tall, breathing steadily. Her gaze swept over them like a quiet storm.
Even now, a thought lingered in her head like a bad aftertaste.
Why did I even let them carry ?
She didn’t have the answer. But it didn’t matter anymore.
What mattered now was that she was wide awake.
The other rmaids, who had been ready to turn back and leave, froze mid-step when they saw her standing there—
very much awake.
Kaya.
Wide-eyed, breathing steady. Standing tall like she hadn’t just been unconscious a mont ago.
Their hesitation lasted all of two seconds.
Then they rushed at her.
But Kaya was already moving.
She didn’t wait for them to close the gap—
she jumped first.
In one swift motion, she pounced toward the closest one, sliding low on the sand before springing up with a twist. Her fingers gripped the small knife tucked at her waist.
No bamboo weapon this ti.
They were too close.
Too fast.
If she paused to aim, they’d rip it from her hands before she could even blink.
So this ti—it was steel against scale.
She slashed out.
Slice.
A sharp cry rang out as the blade cut across the arm of one rmaid charging at her. Not deep enough to maim, but enough to sting and send her reeling.
Another ca at her from the left.
Slice.
The blade tore across one man’s chest as he ca charging in, leaving a clean but burning line of red on his pale skin.
"Agh—!" he stumbled back, clutching his chest.
But Kaya didn’t stop.
Another ca from her right—a massive one, almost a head taller than her.
She dropped low, spun on one heel, and swept his legs, making him crash to the ground with a shocked grunt.
"Stay down," she muttered, spinning back up as another ca in swinging.
She raised her arm just in ti to block with the flat side of the knife.
The force vibrated through her bones, but she gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and slamd the hilt into the side of his neck.
He dropped, wheezing.
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