The Demon-Wolf King

Chapter 140. Did You Die?

Bahm

Inside of the Demon Realm, Hunnie did her normal squeezing of my arm thing, standing in place trembling, and breathing very roughly. Her hands were on her chest as it looked like she played with an invisible necklace and her eyes were wide as she took in the slimy and alive, flesh covered bridge. 

She says it's the negative and dark aura around the bridge that makes her freeze in fear. 

Eventually she overcomes this state, and begins chanting to her self, while laying about materials she's collected and brought with her.

 I'd roam around the bridge, assuring there was no scent of any demons that might've come early due to our scent, and ensuring her safety as she does her thing. All my focus on The Realm.

"Tell me if you can smell this!" She says, kneeling on the ground while smoke was coming from a book of hers.

I sniffed the air. It smelled like smoke at the moment, and I told her this, but she says wait until the smoke disappears.

My nose twitches in her direction again from across the bridge, and I didn't smell anything. I zoom up to her, looking at what ingredients she was using. Looked like some kind of tree bark, a white sand pile, and a random sock. I couldn't smell any of those items.

Her cloaking abilities, were pretty impressive!

"We have five minutes.

I'm going to cloak the bridge with this scent.

If it doesn't work, it's because one of these scents already exist in Hell!"

She stands and clasp her hands together, and with closed eyes she bends down, tossing each piece of ingredients as she walks around the bridge chanting in her head.