Chapter 16: Everlasting Crimson fog (4/5)
"What the heck!"
Once the hero's eyes fell on the source of the scream, his face twisted in a frown, and he let out a harsh gasp.
Behold, standing just a few inches away from him was a young soldier standing upright with his back facing the hero. The pants of this soldier were down and from the movement of his body, especially his left hand, one could easily tell what sort of disgusting activities he was involved in.
The soldier's head arched backward, revealing eyes rolled up in pleasure as he lost control to sensation below. His nose mask shifted repeatedly as muffled moans softly escaped.
Alister stood and observed the weird activities for a few seconds. Even though he made several small movement sounds, the soldier heard none of those brief, faint shifts, completely immersed in beating his meat.
'The fuck am I looking at? He is stroking it in the middle of a fucking bridge!'
Alister could not believe his eyes. Even in his wildest dream, such a revolting and surprising scene would never appear.
'Does that mean the loud scream we heard from this direction was just this weird soldier moaning loudly from pleasure? Fuck!'
Just imagining the situation made it even weirder.
"Hey...."
Alister called out to the soldier.