36 - The Lady's Prologue [2]
The Hell Hound was a mighty beast in its right.
Ferocious as it was fearsome to behold.
'How? How are we going to kill this thing?'
That was my first line of thought.
My only line of thought.
The Gate was no more level 0.
Right now, we were faced with the beast of a matured Gate that we did not know what level it was.
—Step!
The Hell Hound took a slow, measured step forward, still growling with drool dripping from its eager jaws.
Without a doubt, its main goal was to shred all of us into pieces of meat for its meal.
That couldn't happen. Of course, it couldn't.
That would mean the end of all of us. The end of me.
What was the point of being reborn in a new world if I was going to die before even spending a complete week here?
As I stepped back slowly like the rest, I recalled that bone-chilling yet calm voice that had rung in my head.
The voice spoke directly to me like it knew me. I could feel it.
