Chapter 111 - The Witch Will Die

Killing was simple, but memorizing the zoological weirdnesses around here was far from that. Mariana knew which snakes to avoid, but that was about it, and she barely even understood which ones of the ancient giants were herbivores and which were actively out for blood. She knew that she was to avoid angering either of them, but the danger posed by these two different groups of animals was split in two. A herbivore fought brutally, a carnivore was more likely to give up and run away - but on the other hand, if a meat-eating little beast decided that an angelic thing would be the best possible meal, then there were no limits to the amount of power, claws and teeth that the animal would put into the effort. Mariana did not want to be eaten. Right now, she was not sure how she felt about dying, but one thing was for certain; being eaten would be a damned miserable way to go.