Tap... Tap...
I stared at my hands, tainted with the blue blood of the foxes I had just slaughtered. Although the rain was pouring heavily on my head, I didn't feel it.
My numbness slowly spread to every inch of my body, as I came to realize what had happened.
"What the fuck..."
I muttered under my breath as my Mana started to surge because of frustration. Something was terribly wrong with me, and I had no idea what it was.
Tap... Tap...
Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me and my instincts kicked in, causing me to spin around in one swift motion.
As I turned, my eyes came face to face with a small, hooded figure standing in front of me. The figure's features were obscured by the shadow of its hood, but I could tell from its posture that it was a woman.
"Rose?"
My head tilted in confusion as I recognized the silhouette of the Elven Princess, who should have been miles away from here, sleeping soundly in her bed.