Neirin wanted to complain.
Her lips quivered as she swallowed, looking at the body in front of her that had a slice in his belly, and almost all of his insides were about to come out.
"H-Help me," The man begged.
'How can I help you when you are already like that?' Neirin wanted to argue.
"P-please? I-I do not want to die!"
Neirin felt like something inside her wavered. Her heart ached like a hand grew inside her squeezing all of her insides and making them turn.
'Should I help this man? He looks like he won't survive the night.
However, she heard another voice before she could even lean and help the man. This time, the voice sounded so terrifyingly friendly that Neirin wanted to run away at that very moment.
"Ey young lass!" She heard a voice among the crowd. Neirin did not dare to look as she trembled with anxiety and fear.
