Chapitre 355: Not again

Climbing down was much easier than climbing up.

Though in my case, I was climbing down less, and falling more and more. 

"AhHHH!"

The little thing screamed as it grabbed my neck tight. 

I didn't care how but I was going to get down before the afternoon, whether this mountain liked it or not.

Sliding- jumping off, sometimes even just trying to glide- and failing miserably, yeah, I tried everything.

I did still retain my sense of pain and a bit of fear. But both were dulled to such an extent that I could just ignore them. And even if I chipped off a finger or two, assuming I had enough fresh blood and meat, I could regrow them.

Probably. 

'Is this why undead are constantly searching for living food?'

It was a fair concern but- I couldn't be too sure. After all, there was still a possibility of me being a vampire as I was bitten or scratched by Viola's father. I couldn't quite remember what had happened though.