Chapter 137: Let’s all go skinny dipping
A couple of minutes later, Mark and Kate emerged from the black pool, looking like drowned rats, soaked to the bone and shivering uncontrollably. Yet, despite the cold, both of them were grinning from ear to ear, their eyes alight with an almost feverish excitement.
Mark’s teeth chattered as he muttered, "Holy hell, that was insane."
Kate’s crimson eyes sparkled mischievously even as her lips turned blue. "We have to do that again," she gasped, laughing breathlessly. Damon also returned from outside though he seemed to have an annoyed expression on his face.
All the eyes were on them and yet no one bothered asking anything. Clearly, they were not willing to share the information. After a while later, Robert and Mendoza seemed to discuss something.
Immediately after that, Mendoza stood up with a proud expression. "I got this." He nodded at Sylvara and the others and walked inside the cavern with his head held high and chest jutted out.
The cold instantly hit him like a truck but he opened up a potion bottle and downed it. The next second he sprinted straight into the weird ass suspiciously black pool with eyes full of determination.
For a heartbeat, there was silence, then an unholy shriek filled the cavern, echoing off the ice-crusted walls. Mendoza shot out of the black pool like a cannonball, eyes wide and mouth gaping in horror, his entire body a shivering mess.
"It’s cold! It’s cold! It’s fucking freezing down there!" he screamed, flailing wildly. Without a shred of dignity, he launched himself straight into the campfire, shattering the logs and scattering embers like fireworks, completely destroying the whole thing.
Only after Aurora cast a few spells on him, the man seemed to settle down, shivering like a drenched kitten but at least no longer screaming his head off.