The dawn's sunrays slowed crept across the land, and the man who had been unconscious throughout the night finally awoken at that moment.
But, when he opened his eyes, an extremely strange scene met his eyes.
A little beggar dressed in torn and tattered clothes was sitting in the lotus position beside him, his body covered with blood, and although the stench was still strong, the blood had dried up completely. He was unable to determine the little beggar's features as his face was a deep shade of green, like he had applied some medicine on it.
Seeing that the little beggar was holding a dagger in his hand, and his gaze staring forward, the man turned and followed the little beggar's gaze and what he saw made him narrow his eyes warily.
