Mark held Arit gently as she hugged him, and he sighed as he turned to glare at the person coming into the cave. Greg walked in with a small limp in his step as he glanced around in awe and fear. The entire cave was destroyed, and Greg couldn't even begin to imagine the scale of battle that just occurred in this place!
Greg had been feeling the tremors echoing through the tunnels all this while, but he had no idea that the battle was this intense!
Greg turned to look at Mark, and he immediately took a step back as he saw the position that Mark was in. A naked girl was hugging Mark tightly, and even if Greg was half blind, he would still be able to see that the girl had some amazing proportions!
She was hugging Mark tightly with her back facing him so he couldn't see her face or breasts, but he could see how her wide hips curved out from her thin waist and how her large breasts were visible from her sides! It was almost as if her breasts were so large that they couldn't fit in the space between the two of them properly!
Even without seeing her face, Greg just knew that this would be a beautiful girl unlike any other! This is a goddess!
And why the heck was Mark glaring at him like that!?
"Uh… Mark. What happened here?"
Greg nervously spoke up as he tried to understand what happened. He hoped that Mark would relax his glare, but Mark's glare only increased in intensity as he spoke up in a threatening tone.
"Give me your clothes."
"W-What…?"
"Did I stutter? Your clothes. Take them off. Don't make me repeat myself."
Someone outside looking at the current scene would think that Mark was mugging Greg at gunpoint! Greg swallowed nervously as he felt immense pressure coming from Mark. He knew that Mark was not joking at that moment and he slowly started to take his clothes off.
Mark was freaking intimidating while glaring at him with all those battle scars and injuries on his body, and Greg didn't even want to know what Mark would do to him if he didn't do what he was told!
He threw his shirt at Mark before taking his trousers off and also throwing them towards Mark to land beside his shirt. Once Greg was in only his boxers and singlet, he took a step back with his hands up. Mark was still glaring at him, and Greg was worried that Mark would make him take off his underwear too! Come on! Leave me with some of my damn pride!
"Turn around."
"S-Sure."
Greg quickly turned around so he wouldn't see what was happening, and Mark looked down at Arit. He kissed her softly on the neck before he whispered in her ear that she could let go of him now. Arit shivered for a moment before she slowly let go of Mark. She made sure that Greg was really no longer looking before she jumped up and grabbed the shirt and trousers!
Mark leaned back on his hands with a small smile on his face as he watched her struggle to put on the clothes, and Arit frowned at him with a deep blush as she saw that his eyes were glued to her breasts and how they jiggled as she put on the trousers! Arit suddenly felt an intense urge to cover her breasts with her hands!
"Stop looking at me like that, you pervert!"
Arit whispered at Mark angrily as she felt his eyes burning a hole into her body, and she started to feel very self-conscious as she turned away from him with a heavier blush. Mark just laughed as he finally stood up and helped her to put on her shirt.
The shirt arms were a bit too long for Arit, but the shirt itself was too small to accommodate her breasts, so they had to leave two of the buttons open, exposing a generous amount of cleavage that would draw the eyes of any man who saw it! Arit frowned as she smelled the shirt and noticed that it smelled like blood and sweat.
She did not like the smells at all, but she didn't dare complain since there was nothing else here for her to wear. She just latched onto Mark's arm with both arms and nodded to him to tell him that she was ready.
Mark sighed and spoke up to Greg tiredly.
"Alright, you can turn back around, Greg. Sorry about the clothes; I'll get you a new set when we get back to the city."
Greg turned around to finally see that Mark and the girl were on their feet, and Greg almost lost his mind at that moment when he saw the drop-dead gorgeous goddess wearing his clothes and latching onto Mark's forearm. Who in the world is that? Is that the girl that Mark was so desperate to save from this island!? No wonder he was trying this hard!
If I had a woman like this, then I would go to hell for her!
Arit's beautiful round face and drop-dead gorgeous figure made Greg's simple shirt and trousers look more erotic than they had ever looked before, and Greg couldn't believe that she was underage! According to reports they had about her, she was only seventeen! What the hell are children eating these days!?
Even the scar on Arit's face didn't reduce her beauty; it only made her look more exotic than other girls, and Greg had to steel himself to stop his mind from running wild.
"I-it's fine…" Greg's voice broke in the middle of what he was saying because he was still staring at Arit. Mark raised a brow at him curiously, and Greg waved his hand dismissively as he coughed to get his voice back.
"It's fine. I understand this is more important. So… what happened here? I don't think anything less than one of the strongest Calamity Classes can cause damage on this level. And why do you have that many scratches on your body?"
"It's a long story…."
Mark went on to explain what happened between him and the two Anima that were here when he arrived. But he didn't tell Greg exactly what happened because he knew that they had to hide Arit's involvement no matter what