"Why is it... smoking...? Did it got poisoned?"
The young man grabbed onto Zoemi's clothes and asked in a bothered voice, his face twisting with disgust at the sight of the drool leaving the monster's mouth in copious amounts.
"No idea about the smoke. It might be rabies-like you said... although it is really disturbing that not that virus exists in this world, but that monsters can catch it... Could you imagine something like the seven-limbed bear getting infected with it? How many villages would get wiped out?"
"Zhoooo... Zzzhhhhhooooo...!"
Zoemi took a deep breath and said without taking his eyes off of the creature that was clearly in pain.
"Don't say something so scary out loud! We need to kill that thing and dispose of the remains so something like that would not happen!"
Alan flinched with disgust and fear and slapped Zoemi's side with an angry expression.
"Yeah, you don't have to say it..."
"Zhoo... eehhhhmiiiiii...!"
