The horned rabbit pulled back its head, a streak of blood marking its elongated horn. With a squeak, it scrubbed its horn as though washing its face, then darted off into the depths of the forest. It hadn’t intended to kill, only to scare away an intruder.

“Ugh…”

Cha Ju-yeon slid down a tree, collapsing to the ground. The pain from the wound in her abdomen felt overwhelming, far worse than the actual injury warranted.

‘It must be because it’s a child’s pain…’

Small injuries could bring a child to tears, and the pain of a punctured abdomen was unimaginable …