Please, don't be a monster.
Please, please, please…
I hold my breath, my heart hammering against my ribs, each beat a desperate plea.
And then—
The mist shifts.
A shadow emerges.
I brace myself—muscles tensed, sword raised, every nerve on edge.
But then—
Relief.
A shaky breath escapes me, my body trembling from the sheer force of my panic.
"Oh, thank god…" I murmur, my voice still quivering.
It's only a horned rabbit.
A small one—no bigger than a beaver, covered in soft, fluffy fur with wide, innocent eyes.
It's so ridiculously cute that, for a second, I actually want to pet it.
The rabbit stops in front of me, tilting its head, sniffing the air.
Its tiny nose twitches adorably.
And suddenly, I feel almost silly.
A nervous chuckle slips out, a small, tired smile tugging at my lips.
"M-Mister Rabbit, do you know where Eris is?" I ask, half-joking.
The rabbit doesn't move.
It just… stares at me.
Unblinking.
