Blood.
Fire.
Screams.
Pain...
Miriam woke from the nightmare in tears, sobbing uncontrollably, until the person in front of her looked blurred and indistinct.
"Awake?" the person said, holding something out to her. "Drink the water. You're drenched in cold sweat. You need fluids."
Miriam was terrified. She did not dare move, did not even dare keep crying. Today was the day she had seen the most strangers in her short life, and all they had brought her was a fear she could not understand.
Murphy sighed. All right, she really had been frightened too badly.
Miriam had once said that Murphy had saved her when she was young. He had not expected it to happen at this time.
In order to fake his own death and make the gods lower their guard and use the Magic Web, after Murphy fought the Gods of Danu, he readily left behind a charred corpse, then activated a time jump and slipped away.
Even if the gods suspected that corpse, Murphy had indeed vanished completely. He believed it would not be long before they threw him to the backs of their minds.
This time jump had spanned roughly less than a hundred years. Murphy had originally planned to look into the current state of the Magic Web's deployment in the world, only to appear and see someone preparing to torture children to death.
Since he had run into something like this, of course he could not simply stand by and do nothing. And so the previous scene had happened.
Only after saving her did he realize from the color of her hair that this girl might be Miriam.
Time jumps were extremely random. Even though Murphy could roughly control how long the jump lasted, it was still very difficult to be precise down