When William finished the last rabbit leg, thump! His own heartbeat was clearly heard,
Ignoring the physical shock the dish had brought,
the "Boss Meat" contained in it, having been ground into mince, showed its effect at the end, with a lingering impact... Buzz!
In the ice rink that William's consciousness had reached, all the muscular men stopped, their muscles beginning to collide without limit. William, right at the center of the scene, was squeezed among them, experiencing this fear from the physical.
William did not escape but actively enjoyed this compression, feeling the expression of fear from Mr. Rabbit.
With a convulsion of his body, he eased over.
"William, are you alright?" Catherine, the head of the table, sent her concerned greeting,
With thick saliva hanging at the corner of his mouth, William waved his hand weakly, "It was too... intense~ A bit too much for me to bear."
