Chapter-73

As soon as they returned to the dungeon, Sin wasted no time and promptly found a spot on the cold floor to sit on. He appeared to have less than half of his peak energy, evidenced by the exhaustion that was clearly visible on his sweaty forehead. Recognizing his discomfort, Fatema decided to join him, finding a place next to him and showing genuine concern by asking about his overall well-being.

Upon emerging from the enigmatic vortex, Sin and Fatema were instantly surrounded by a curious group who had eagerly gathered, recognizing them as the very girls who had anxiously anticipated their reappearance outside.

When questioned about the events that transpired within the vertex, Sin and Fatema were approached by them to quench their thrust of knowledge of the event. Sin responded with a gentle smile, assuring that they themselves were unharmed, yet expressed concern for the girls involved, hinting at their potential distress. In an urgent plea, Sin beseeched the inquirers to swiftly tend to and restore the girls' well-being.

However, Sin was not concern about the extent of the harm inflicted upon them. Rather, his thoughts are consumed by the profound emotional distress they have endured as a result of that particular experience. It is undeniable that this recollection was far from pleasant for them, leaving an indelible mark on their psyche. These haunting memories persistently haunt them, akin to a relentless wolf that pounces upon them each time they close their eyes to sleep.

The maid unit acknowledged his request and reassured him that there was no need to worry about their condition as they were already receiving treatment. The tone of their voice conveyed a sense of certainty and confidence.

Fatema was taken aback by his attitude, wondering if his concern was directed towards his employee or if it could be misconstrued as inappropriate, suggesting he cared about his servant. Even after discovering that the rumors surrounding him were unfounded, she realized that she had never expected him to possess such a kind and compassionate nature. However, despite acknowledging his good qualities, she refrained from openly praising him.

After standing up, Sin explained that he needed to depart at that moment as he had an important commitment to attend - the preliminary stage of the highly anticipated Spirit God tournament.

Fatema assured him that he could go to the designated location without any concerns, as their investigation would be put on hold until Madam Rubi and Athena came back to the mansion. Sin acknowledged her advice and utilized his Kamui ability to instantly transport himself away from the current setting.

Everyone, except for Fatima, was taken aback when they witnessed his sudden disappearance. It was an astonishing sight, as none of them had ever before witnessed the incredible power of teleportation magic, which allowed him to effortlessly transport himself from one location to another.

Once Sin had departed, a multitude of individuals swiftly assembled around Fatema, their intrigue and excitement discernible in the eager expressions adorning their faces. They yearned for the revelation of the answer to their initial inquiry, a secret that Sin appeared disinclined to disclose, leaving them on edge with anticipation.

They are all desperate to unravel the mystery of what transpired inside the ominous dungeon. Sensing their anticipation, Fatema takes a deep breath and begins to recount the harrowing tale of their journey beyond the portal. With each passing obstacle, Fatema's voice grows stronger, her words carrying a sense of triumph amidst the chaos. She describes the moments of clarity and enlightenment that emerged from the depths of their struggles, as they discovered hidden strengths within Sin that they never knew existed. As Fatema's tale reaches its climax, the crowd hangs on to her every word, their imaginations ignited by the vivid imagery she conjures. Though most of her sentences were mixture of fairytale which is made up by the story teller.

One of the victim maid joined and said, as they ventured further into the labyrinthine depths of the vortex, the air grew thick with an otherworldly energy, causing their senses to heighten and their hearts to race. Every creaking step and flickering shadow seemed to hold a deeper significance, as if the very fabric of their existence was being tested. With her voice filled with both trepidation and awe, she describes the inexplicable sensations that enveloped them the moment they stepped foot into the mysterious vortex.

It felt as if time itself had warped, distorting reality and blurring the boundaries between the physical and metaphysical realms. But it wasn't just the physical environment that unsettled them. She recounts the profound psychological impact those maid experienced, as their most profound fears and haunting memories were dredged up from the depths of their subconscious minds. Each member of the group was forced to confront their own personal demons, their innermost vulnerabilities laid bare before their companions.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the victim concludes her narration, her voice filled with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. The crowd, still spellbound by her tale, erupts into a chorus of whispers and awe. They are left in awe of the courage and resilience displayed by Sin and Fatema, forever changed by the profound journey they undertook within the enigmatic depths of the vortex.

Yet, amidst the darkness and turmoil, Fatema emphasizes the unwavering bond that formed between this maids. United by a shared purpose and a common desire to overcome the unknown, they stood as a brave force against the trials that awaited them despite knowing that the opponent they were facing against was far from their reach, if they would give single of them may not return as alive. They are transported to that fateful moment, experiencing the exhilaration and terror.

Though at first the excited girls was in awe after the victim girl's recounts and Fatema's last words, the eerie silence that hung in the air was punctuated only by the faint whispering of forgotten spirits, their ethereal voices reverberating through the dilapidated walls. Fatema's words paint a vivid picture of the oppressive atmosphere that surrounded them, as if the very dungeon itself was alive, watching their every move with malevolent intent.