The witch refused to stop at another island, and Idate knew he was probably to blame for that. But, the destination was finally reached and the witch nearly collapsed with exhaustion.
Pulling himself out of the sea, he walked over near the sleeping witch. They were pretty cute, the’d be cuter if they were struggling to breath like before. Reaching out slightly, he almost wrapped his hand around their neck, but he paused. He’d most likely end up with worse than a broken rib this time and that wouldn’t be healed once the witch knew he was following them.
Pulling his hand back, he sneered at the sleeping witch. “Soon.” Heading into the forest, he waited to see where this witch was heading.
Once they woke up, the witch had a weird feeling like they were being watched. They shook their head, blaming it on that encounter with the orca the other day. Heading down the path they had been told to take, they were comforted being away from the sea for now.
Along the pathway, there were a few enemies here and there, but nothing they couldn’t handle. Until they turned a corner and ran into a mob of bats. Taking a step back, they knew they wouldn’t be able to take on all of them. Preparing to run the other way and find a different pathway, they suddenly felt themselves being picked up by their collar.
“Wha...?” Looking up, they met eyes once again with that murderous orca. “You!”
Idate smirked, blowing some smoke from his nose. “Missed me Doll?” Tossing them behind him, he made sure to fully face the bats.
“You followed me?!”
“You can be mad all you want later. Can you make sure I don’t die fighting these things?”
“You’re going to fight them all...?” The witch blinked, convinced the wale was insane.
“Course I am!” He laughed wildly, biting down hard on his cigarette. “Just keep me alive!” With that he charged into the mob.
It was a slaughter. It was terrifying to watch, the orca was a devil. Ripping off wings, eating the bodies, chewing half of the poor animal to let it bleed out. The mob never had a chance. However, in the middle of the carnage, the orca lay. The witch couldn’t tell if he was breathing and there was no way of knowing what blood was his or his victims.
Walking over cautiously, the witch knelt down next to the whale. “Hey...are you breathing...?” They softly reached out, not sure of what to do. Idate’s hand whipped out, grabbing the face of the witch. He grinned madly, sitting up slowly as he witch shook in his grasp.
