The first step
This time, two pairs of black eyes scanned her nervously.
"Are you alright?" The first to inquire about her condition was Risna.
"Do you feel any discomfort? Does anything hurt? Did they do something to you? Don't hide it if otherwise, umf", Ravin continued with a flurry of questions until her sister covered her mouth.
Itziar slowly sat down and touched her chest with trembling hands, afraid to feel the viscous liquid from before. However, other than the dirty shirt she was wearing, she felt nothing else.
Gathering more courage, she lowered her gaze and surveyed the area.
The twins watched in confusion as Itziar stretched the collar of her shirt, tearing it in the process, and began to grope her chest.
Her hurried movements suddenly stopped and Ravin, curious, brought her face closer.
"Hm? What's that?" she asked, noticing a subtle white mark.