Chop!

  "Ahhhhhh—"

  "Run!"

  Til! tril!

  Crack!

  "The viscount! The viscount!"

  Tuck! tuck! tuck!

  A young lady dressed in a blue royal robe stood inside a wooden room with her ear to the door.

  Her teeth ground against each other, her eyes opening wider and wider the longer she listened.

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  The sound of men screaming, running, clashes of metal, and wood breaking all rang through the walls.

  But unbeknownst to her, soot started to enter the room through small gaps.

  Sniff, sniff.

  Smelling the soot, she instantly looked around the room, seeing it was coming from a small ga—

  Toodddhh!

  Crack!

  The sound of wood cracking distracted her attention once again. Before she could tilt her head, pieces of wood came crashing into her face.

  Several pieces of wood slashed her face, tiny particles entering her eyes. "AHHHHHHH, help!" she screamed in terror.

  Unable to see what creature had done this, she was sure it was not human.

  Releasing a blue energy from her body, she could sense there was a huge creature in front of her, its claws reaching out to her.

  An armoured man stepped in front of her.

  Cheeeer!

  Something pierced through the flesh and blood of the armoured man who stepped in front of the lady to take the blow.

  blood splashed.

  Through her senses, using the blue energy, she noticed—

  It was a red horn grown from the hand of a red wolf-like creature that had an exoskeleton instead of fur or skin that stared down at the man.

  The man didn't scream in pain; instead, he smiled.

  "Princess Vacial, you… were the only noble who treated pitiful mercenaries like me as humans… If we're all going to die, I'll die protecting someone I should, even if it's just buying a few seconds."

  The monster stared at the man who didn't fight back, as if it was confused about what he was saying.

  The man's eyes closed.

  Grrr!

  The monster roared, lunging towards the princess with the man in its hand.

  Chop!

  Blood dripped from the throat of the princess throat.

  The scene goes black.