The relief the both women felt was unlike any other. It was like seeing their savior for the very first time in their life, nothing was like it and it was both relieving and refreshing. Almost like they had suddenly seen life after a long time of seeing only deaths.
Aziza stole a glance at them and scanned thoroughly to make sure that not a hair on their heads were touched before she turned to the men who had intruded into her personal space. They had fears in their eyes but with that dreadful feeling came cowardly courage. They were hunters and that was exactly what they were made for. To hunt the supernatural, the chaos and mistakes of the universe and change them into something saner, humans, or kill them if they prove to persist. It was a long heritage passed down from parents to chil
