By the time Phoebe and Lann reached the place where the sound was coming from, they saw two men lying on the ground, curled up and moaning as they covered their wounds.
It was a small cape overlooking the coast, with a simple stone house nearby.
A woman was casually sitting beside the two fallen men, leaning against the only water well in the vicinity.
Her attire was in the same style as Phoebe's, a piece of burlap with three holes for her head and arms, secured with a belt, and wearing leather sandals.
The typical garb of ancient Mediterranean commoners.
But the person underneath this attire stood out brilliantly.
Her skin was a healthy wheat color, and as her arms and thighs moved, the developed muscles beneath her skin showed contours on her flesh.
However, those muscles weren't very large—more akin to the sculptures in Athens that embodied strength and beauty in a healthy aesthetic.
A braid gathered her thick black hair, resting over her left shoulder.
