Weak and helpless, your body lay covered in blood under the moonlight. The hunter crouched down to your eye level.
He looks at you with cold disdain as he sighs. "Ah, damn it. Thanks to you the higherups are making lots of noise, telling me to work overtime just to hunt you down." He muttered.
"This is the first time I've seen a creature like you. What are you?" You just realized that the katana blade was around your neck. "What do you have that the seniors want you so freaking bad?"
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