Chapter 71: Am I a Masochist?
After tracking the limping Mad Horned Rabbit for what felt like an eternity, Vincent finally spotted their warren. It sprawled at the base of a small hill, with several burrow entrances dotting the slope. His eyes narrowed as he studied the scene. Near one of the holes, a group of Mad Horned Rabbits was dragging a lifeless fawn.
"This really is a different world…" he muttered, staring at the carnivorous rabbits in disbelief.
Despite their differences, the Mad Horned Rabbits shared a few traits with their Earthly counterparts: they were nocturnal, sluggish under sunlight, and territorial. But they also feared the unknown. Vincent knew his actions would need to be swift and precise to avoid startling them—one wrong move, and they might escape.
