Odyssey Of Survival-Chapter 121 Tiaa

The chaos of the crowd still echoed behind them, voices clashing, people arguing, and others still struggling to process what they had just witnessed. A man had died, and yet, the one who killed him stood there unbothered, unshaken, and completely in control.

Tiaa, the huntress who had just welcomed Nate into her group, turned her head slightly, looking at him with a calm but authoritative gaze.

"Come. Let’s leave this place before more fools decide to test you."

Nate gave a silent nod. He wasn’t particularly worried about another challenge, but he also didn’t see the point in lingering. The big man was dead. There was nothing left for him here.

So he followed her.

They moved through the narrow, dusty streets, weaving through the remnants of the gathered crowd, passing faces filled with either admiration, fear, or disbelief. The murmur of voices behind them faded the further they walked, but every now and then, Nate could still feel eyes boring into his back.

It didn’t matter.

The huntress led him through winding pathways, some streets lined with small market stalls where people bartered aggressively, while others were filled with men drinking, gambling, or engaged in quiet discussions.

After a few minutes, Tiaa finally spoke.

"You’ll be meeting the rest of the team soon."

Nate simply nodded in acknowledgment. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but if they were anything like her, he doubted it would be a warm welcome.

She continued leading him deeper into the city, past rows of old stone buildings. Eventually, they reached one particular structure that stood taller than the rest, its outer walls lined with torches, illuminating the entrance with a flickering golden glow.

Nate stopped in front of it and raised an eyebrow.

"Where is this?"

Tiaa, who had been reaching for the door handle, suddenly turned to him with a slightly surprised expression.

"You don’t know?"

Nate shook his head.

That alone seemed to confirm whatever suspicion she had, because a small smirk pulled at the corner of her lips.

"You’re not from around here, are you?"

Nate shook his head again, offering no further explanation.

Tiaa exhaled, then took a moment to think before speaking again.

"Well… how do I put this?" She tapped her fingers against the wooden door, as if searching for the right words. "Think of this place as… somewhere people go to relieve themselves after a long, stressful day."

The way she said it—so casual, so dismissive—made it sound like it was just another gambling house, or maybe some kind of entertainment hall where people drank, played games, and placed bets on fighters like the one Nate had just killed.

So Nate just nodded and waited for her to open the door.

But the moment she did—

His entire body froze.

The scene before him stunned him into silence.

The air was thick, heavy, and filled with a scent so overpowering it made his stomach twist.

The room was an open space, lined with stone pillars, torch-lit corridors, and various small alcoves where people gathered.

And yet—

Despite the openness of the room, despite the presence of dozens of people—

There was no shame here.

Not a single person turned their head when the door swung open.

Not a single person cared that two strangers had entered.

Because every single one of them was too lost in their own pleasure.

Bodies intertwined, people pressed against walls, sprawled across cushions, lost in each other’s embrace. Some whispered words in hushed tones, others let out sounds that echoed freely through the chamber, uncaring of who heard them.

Nate felt his muscles tighten, his jaw clenching instinctively as he took an uneasy step back.

Tiaa, noticing his reaction, let out a small chuckle.

Without a word, she reached for the outer shawl she had draped over her shoulders, unfastened it, and casually handed it to him.

Nate grabbed it immediately, pressing it against his face to block out the overwhelming stench that filled the air.

The fabric carried her scent—a mixture of faint perfume, sweat, and something else uniquely hers—but compared to the overwhelming mix of smells in the room, it was a welcome relief.

He inhaled deeply, letting the scent drown out the surrounding air before finally turning his gaze toward Tiaa.

His voice was muffled under the cloth, but the disbelief was clear in his tone.

"I never expected this." The scene of the people having sex mindlessly made it seem as if the word shame had no meaning.

Tiaa smirked, crossing her arms as she leaned slightly against the doorway.

"Get used to it."

Tiaa gestured for Nate to enter, stepping through the threshold first without hesitation.

Nate, however, took a brief pause, exhaling under the cloth wrapped around his nose before following behind her.

The moment he stepped inside, he had to carefully watch his footing, his eyes flickering downward as he navigated through the tangled mass of bodies sprawled across the floor. He moved cautiously, making sure he didn’t accidentally step on someone, because in this place, that was a very real possibility.

The air felt thicker the deeper they went, a combination of flickering torchlight, heavy breathing, and a humidity that clung to his skin.

And then—

He felt it.

A soft, warm sensation pressed against his side.

It was sudden. Too sudden.

A woman’s body.

Her skin was bare, her warmth unmistakable as she leaned into him, her hand resting lightly against his chest.

Nate froze.

His gaze flickered downward, meeting dark, half-lidded eyes that burned with an unmistakable intent. The woman’s lips curved into a sultry smirk as she slowly dragged her fingers down his chest.

"Such pretty eyes," she purred, her voice smooth, teasing. "I’ll give you a session for free."

Before Nate could respond, before he could even process what was happening, Tiaa moved.

In one swift motion, she stepped forward and shoved the woman away, her expression twisting into something that resembled a mix of irritation and disgust.

"He’s with me."

Her tone was sharp, final.

The woman, caught off guard, stumbled slightly but didn’t look offended. Instead, she let out a small, knowing chuckle, her smirk widening as she cast a slow glance between Nate and Tiaa.

"Ah… that makes sense." She tilted her head, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Only a beautiful girl like you is worthy of him."

Then, with a wink, she turned away, swaying her hips deliberately as she disappeared back into the sea of bodies.

Nate simply watched the entire exchange in silence.

Inside, he was laughing.

He never expected things to take this turn.

Tiaa, on the other hand, stood stiffly beside him, her expression dark, her gaze filled with something dangerously close to murderous intent.

It wasn’t because of the woman’s offer.

It wasn’t even because of Nate’s reaction.

It was because the woman had just mistaken her for a prostitute.

Her jaw clenched, her hands tightening into fists at her sides as if she were seconds away from throwing a punch at the next person who dared to approach them.

Then, without another word, she turned her attention toward the back of the building, her gaze narrowing as she started walking.

"I hate this place."

Her voice was low, filled with pure disdain.

Nate, still slightly amused, followed behind her as they moved deeper into the establishment.

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The further they walked, the more the atmosphere changed.

They passed through the main open area, weaving through the intertwined bodies, until they reached a separate section—one that felt noticeably different.

Here, the structure was more advanced, with actual rooms lining the hall. Unlike the open space they had just left, this area provided some level of privacy.

And yet—

The purpose of these rooms was still the same.

The walls weren’t thick enough to block out the sounds.

Moans. Whispers. Laughter.

Nate could hear everything.

His expression remained neutral, but deep inside, he was already questioning everything.

He thought back to what Tiaa had said earlier.

"It’s time to meet the team."

And now, standing in this place, listening to the sounds coming from the rooms—

If this was what her "team" was doing…

He sincerely doubted their ability.

And even more than that—

He doubted their mentality.

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