Splash.
Beina ran all the way, filled with fear.
Although the Beast Race ranks third after the Human Race and the Witch Race, their Emperor Realm has accumulated hundreds over the years. Just after Beina had escaped the Imperial Palace not long ago, she faced a great predicament.
"Seniors, what should I do!"
Beina was somewhat flustered, looking at the Immortal Herbs in her backpack behind her.
"Of course, run."
The Immortal Herbs behind her chimed in.
Unlike her tense flight, these seniors were very calm, even observing the city below.
"Ah, this is Beastman City."
"Haha, this city is truly fascinating. Wow, those long legs are amazing."
"The Twelve Countries of the Ancestral Witch look so peculiar. The Human Race's Ten Countries' women are average, but the Beastman Country matches my aesthetic the most. Cat-eared girls, Ox Race girls, I've only seen them in films before..."
