Chapter 10
Marceline took several deep breaths before she calmed herself after the fight, she hadn't realized how scared she'd been and now she was being filled with a strange jittery excitement. She was feeling a slight tingling instability. Like she might collapse even though she wasn't standing on her feet and yet she felt extremely strong. Stronger than a vampire even. Marceline found her sense even sharper than they should have been as if they were catching up with her. The cave smelled of must and reeked of a strange green, brown smell that seemed to seep off of the steaming red-brown fluid that was too blue to be human blood. The ground was littered with bodies as she'd noticed before, but now that the nasty creatures weren't trying to kill her she was seeing them, really seeing them for the first time. They were tall, too thing, with blue-black skin, not too unlike a goblins, they had the same sharp teeth and round beady black eyes. They're heads were different though they were flat and squished instead of fat and round. They had short cropped ears. There were body parts everywhere. Blood soaking the ground it was a sickening sight, even for someone who had grown up in the nightasphere. The smell of the creatures blood and Fionna's mixed together, and Marceline realized she was very hungry. The sweet smell of red blood filled the air, making her drool. Marceline found herself drift a foot closer to Fionna before she was even aware that she'd move. The smell of rain filled the air as Marceline drifted towards Fionna and the caves mouth. The cold, damp smell seemed to draw her back to her sense.
"Wow," Marceline said.
"What?" Fionna asked.
"I'm starving," Marceline stated in a bland tone.
"Yeah a good fight'll do that to ya," Fionna said wiping sweat that Marceline hadn't noticed before. The smell of it filled the air and mixed with stinck of the creatures blood and the sweet sent of Fionna's.
"And this place stincks," Marceline complained.
"Yeah," Fionna said she was now walking toward the exit..
"Back into the rain?" Marceline asked.
"Out into the rain," Foinna said.
"Great," Marceline complained.
