Outside the forest, beside a small stream.
A handsome young man with green hair, wearing a green windbreaker, opened his eyes.
"To actually detect the severed boundary, that's some terrifying perception force."
Lubbock began retracting the threads, and after pulling back the knife-scarred Leone, Lubbock was filled with rage.
"That bastard!"
Seeing Leone was already bare-chested, Lubbock hurriedly took off his windbreaker. Although he usually seemed lecherous, he wouldn't take advantage of Leone at such a time.
"This amount of bleeding is not good."
Lubbock, not knowing any medical skills, was very anxious, but could do nothing about it.
"It's... it's okay."
Leone woke up; the recovery power of the Lion King is no joke.
"Big sis Leone, you..."
Seeing the anxious Lubbock, Leone, her face covered in blood, smiled.
"Surviving with just a lost arm under that man's blade is already luck."
Leone raised her severed arm, now only a small stump was left.
