After minutes of walking aimlessly, she saw a lake at a far distance. She walked towards it and decided to wash off the blood from the beasts. She checked her body to see if she has any water containers but it seems that she only carried weapons on her.

Desperate and thirsty, she scooped the water with her hands and drank it. After a few mouthfuls, she noticed her reflection from the water illuminated by the moonlight.

She really did get reincarnated.

Her face was definitely different. Although the face she had was quite pretty and tanned, like a model with bronzer and highlight, it still couldn't compare to her previous face. Her face now kind of looked like a younger Lara Croft, with her dirt filled face and her brown hair tied in a ponytail. Her eyes were still green but it had bags beneath it, like the owner never had a proper day's rest.

She leaned down to wash the dirt and blood on her face. Just as she was about to finish, she stopped because she heard a noise across her.

"Neat! A lake! We should build camp here, Rod!" Inna heard a giddy youthful voice along with a rustling of leaves.

"Ugh, I can finally have a bath." A sharp womanly voice followed next. "And I'm saying this ahead of time, but you guys better not peek! Especially you, George!"

"Hey, we still need to discuss our plan, Ren...quest... para... difficult... the role... do it?" The third voice lowered his voice halfway, making Inna miss what he said. The woman, 'Ren', spoke in a lowered voice as well as she replied .

So to hear better, Inna drew closer, her feet submerged in the water. She squinted her eyes to see them but she still can't make out what they look like with just the moonlight as the only source of illumination.

She silently went deeper into the waters, her waist now fully submerged and halfway through the lake. But before she can look at them one more time, her foot landed on a slippery rock and slipped.

Splas.h.!.+

"Who's there?!"

She heard multiple swords being unsheathed and an arrow buzzed past her, missing her cheek by a close margin.

"Wait, wait, wait!" She steadied herself as she exclaimed. She placed her arms in the air and spoke slowly, "I'm lost."

"Yea, well, h.e.l.lo Lost. Mind telling us what you were doing creeping up on us?" The woman, Ren, said seriously as she pointed her arrow at Inna.

"Uhm..." Inna was wracking her brains for an excuse. She can't think of anything so she decided to just blurt out something. "I was bathing."

"Bathing? Do you bathe with full armor?" The youth looked at her strangely and muttered, "Weirdo."

"No! My face! I was bathing my face!"

Wut....

Wut did I just say?

The four people looked at each other, clearly not buying it. 'Ren' decided at that moment to let go of another arrow.

Inna let out a shriek as it pa.s.sed by her cheek again, only this time, it left a small cut.

"Sorry! I meant to say that I was was.h.i.+ng my face! Please don't kill me!" She squeaked.

"Renee, stop." The silent one by the far right finally spoke. His deep voice was laced with a stern command.

"But..." Renee protested but it was ignored by the silent one.

The silent one lifted his palm with a glittering stone on top of it and suddenly, bright light illuminated from it.

Inna was finally able to see them properly. There were four people all in all. Three were men while one was a woman. The woman has a tall, tanned body that resembled Inna's current body. She was clothed with a black cloak and her armor seems to look thinner and lighter than Inna's own armor without the breast plate. She had a rugged but pretty face but it's hard to appreciate because of the murderous glint in her eyes as she held the bow and arrow steadily, ready to shoot at any time.

The three men were similar to her in stature. They were all tanned, tall, and muscular. The man in the far right was the silent one. He was sitting on a huge rock but it can be clearly seen that he was on guard with his sword unsheathed beside him. He had a more muscular body than the rest, some of the veins were even peeking out from his arms. His muscular body was clad in full body armor that looked heavy but st.u.r.dy for defense. He had a strong jawline with a bit of a stubble. His black hair was short and unkempt. His face can be considered a manly one but his eyebrows seriously needs a threading. His brown eyes also held a tinge of murder as he inspected Inna as well.

The man in the far left was a downgraded version of the man in the right. He was muscular but not that muscular. His face is manly but not that well developed. His full body armor wasn't focused more on defense unlike the silent one, but more on being able to move faster. Inna also realized that with his black hair and brown eyes, it made him look like they were related with the silent one. Feeling Inna's stare, he held a sword that he gripped tightly.

The man in the center, well, he can be seen as the weakest of them all. He was muscular, yes, but in the lean side. He also had a feminine and delicate face which plummeted his manliness by about, a lot. He wore a blue plain robe that looks oddly like her sleeping robe back in her 'alive' days. He had no weapons on him but he had a stick and a backpack which is filled to the brim. It even looks like it's about to burst from being filled.

After seeing them, Inna looked at the woman and coughed lightly, "Uhm, sorry for startling you. I really am lost. I was just wandering around. Then when I was was.h.i.+ng my face, I hear your voices but I couldn't see well so I wanted to get close. But then I tripped and then this happened."

The silent one stared at Inna intently, trying to see if she's lying. When he found nothing strange about her face, he nodded towards Renee and the leftmost man and suddenly left.

Renee hesitantly placed her bow down and looked at Inna with a warning glare. "If you do anything strange or unusual, expect to have an arrow through your neck next time!"

Inna gulped as her hands trembled in the air. She was raising them for so long that they were seriously aching. "Can I, uhm, put my hand down now?"

"Weirdo." The youth muttered again before turning around and gathering sticks.