He collapsed instantly, his blood quickly staining the forest floor. A beastwoman, holding a gun, leaning against a tree casually with a toothpick in her mouth, walked over. She placed a finger under his nose; detecting no breath, she turned back toward the direction of the truck without a word.
Later that week, news reached Lyria that Lucas had been sold to a village far from the capital, but he had died before even reaching his destination.
The next morning, Lyria went for a run. Instead of staying within the compound, she decided to jog around the estate. On her way out, she spotted a fecund with fox ears, white shoulder-length hair, and a pair of striking emerald eyes.
After greeting him, she walked past, muttering to herself, "Those eyes... they look so familiar."
