Chapter 59. Last Resort

The night was cool and the breeze brought a sweet, and spicy scent to Dora's nose as he sat alone on a plain. He had his arms crossed and kept his eyes closed.

"You're awfully quiet tonight, little toy."

A familiar voice woke him from his torpor.

"I'm just thinking."

"Are you sure? I should be able to read your thoughts, so what is this silent thought?"

He opened his eyes and looked at the starry night.

"My heart and brain are bothering me."

" What's wrong? Do you regret parting with your friends?

He remained silent for a few seconds and sighed.

"I don't know, I've never felt like this before... We have to go our own way but... I wouldn't mind if it lasted longer."

The silence was deafening, broken only by Dora's breathing.

Suddenly, he felt the presence of someone or something behind him. A chill ran down his spine as a shadowy figure materialized and sat beside him.

Midgard was next to him, in her normal form, that o