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The blade in the hand is inserted into the neck, and the body suddenly tightens and twitches, giving out vibration that does not match the tiny volume, which seems to contain all the life-generating drops. As the warm and smelly liquid gradually drops into the mouth, the trembling between fingers gradually fails and finally dissipates. Asa tried to squeeze mountain rat, and he didn't care that everything in his stomach was squeezed out together. It was not until the last drop of body fluid dripped slowly that Asa left mountain rat, which had been pinched and twisted, and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood in his mouth.
I don't want to die.
The smell of blood emanates from the stomach. Throat self-assertion let out a low roar, dull and ambiguous, long and deep, not like from an organ, but from a fold in the soul.
He remembers the voice. When he was three years old, he hid in a tree and watched some hunters in the village round up an injured wolf. He was shocked by the wolf's low roar, not because of fear, but because he felt a string in the deepest part of his soul ringing. Since then, he has been obsessed with understanding animal language for some time.
He understood now that the voice was meaningless, just a scream of life before death threatened, and it was made after a strong desire for survival and an almost crazy beast flooded in his heart.
Three days of eating and drinking blood and extreme tension, as well as the criticality of physical strength. ……
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