Rolan and Velonica stared at the disappearing Man-Eater corpse before them. While impressed, Velonica bore a slightly disturbed feeling playing on her nerves. Could she be blamed? Even though the head and torso of the Man-Eater had nearly vanished, its overwhelming size was still present.
She took frequent, nervous glimpses at Rolan's reaction to see if he was lying; he didn't have a shift in expression, and his hands were uncomfortably steady. Rolan lowered her to the ground as carefully as he could, her body crunching against the white snow as she was laid flat.
"Thank you," she softly spoke.
Rolan smoothly returned her gratitude with an assuring nod. Truthfully, the calamity that befell her team did, in fact, bother him to some extent. In a way, he felt bad; at the same time, there wasn't much pity for them within him. After all, death was one of the trial's biggest risks. He needed Velonica as a tool yet equally planned to help her overcome the fear lingering within her.
