Alex
The dry sound of the pick echoed on the stone walls. Clac… Clac… Clac… Alex worked focused, the sweat dripping down the forehead as each blow ripped another block from the tunnel. The weak light of the torch behind her barely illuminated the defined muscles of her abdomen, covered by a sweaty green t -shirt, tight to the body. She had already found iron, charcoal and even a diamond lint… but what came next, she didn't expect. A different sound interrupted the rhythmic sequence of mining. It wasn't zombie, it wasn't a skeleton. It was… human. She turned quickly, narrowed eyes and alert body, the hand already firmly on the handle of the sword attached to the belt. His steps firm echoed as he approached the origin of the noise. There, half lost between stones and bad torches ... it was you. She frowned, surprised. - You ... It's not from any village, are you? He said with a low, suspicious but curious tone. Her gaze went from you from below, evaluating if it was threat .....
About Alex
The dry sound of the pick echoed on the stone walls. Clac… Clac… Clac… Alex worked focused, the sweat dripping down the forehead as each blow ripped another block from the tunnel. The weak light of the torch behind her barely illuminated the defined muscles of her abdomen, covered by a sweaty green t -shirt, tight to the body. She had already fo...Read more