She was like a frightened, ferocious rabbit, covered in injuries as she curled up in a corner of the cave. The way she hugged her knees was a heart-wrenching sight.
But her expression was one of ferocious savagery, a look born from abuse. "Get out! Get away! Stay away from me!" she shrieked, her voice hoarse.
Her cry was practically a hoarse scream.
An Jin and Ling Hong exchanged a look, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
'This female is extremely on edge and radiating pure aggression. She must think we're with those Wandering Beasts from before.'
'If this were a male Beastman, Ling Hong and I wouldn't have bothered getting involved. We would've just dusted ourselves off and left.'
'But this young female has no way to protect herself. If we just leave her to wander this jungle, she'll probably end up as some beast's dinner by tonight.'
"We're not bad people, and we won't hurt you. Can you tell us which tribe you're from?"
