"Gaton, Farsin, Uvunda, and Katok," Viola listed. "The four towns that were ruthlessly massacred by that rabbit. There was nothing left from any of those towns."
The rabbit shook its head vigorously. It stepped back but stumbled on a dried root, making it fall on the ground as it looked at John in horror.
"Is it true?" John asked. There was a dark aura brewing in the man, a killing intent that caused the rabbit to sob. But it wasn't coming from John at all. The dark aura was from the one behind him, the officer from the church.
Viola flexed her claw, "I need to finish him."
The woman launched himself off suddenly. She was going to pounce on the rabbit, not showing any signs of slowing down. "Feline Slam!"
Fwoosh. Crash!
