Something out there was doing its best to spite her. It only made sense, when she had ducked into a tunnel during a storm and found herself who-knows-where. And to make matters worse, the moon had turned red- bad enough on its own, but even worse when it took all the light with it.
Especially when the lack of light meant that Hikari was covered in mud, she just knew it, and she wasn’t even able to see well enough to figure out just how bad off she was.
Still, she pushed onward, ears perked for the sound of running water. If she could find that, things would be a little easier. If she could, at the very least, she wouldn't feel as gross. But the thing that finally breaks that unsettling silence isn’t anything of nature, but a voice, not far off. A voice that-
A demon?
An offended scoff, loud and high in pitch, escaped Hikari before she could even think about it, all of her other worries pushed aside in the face of this insult.
Excuse you? I’m no demon, thank you very much.