Once Sisi finished cleaning the hare and refilling the flask, she stood up quickly, ready to return to Jojo's side.
She turned around to leave. But froze when she noticed a figure lumbering through the fog toward her.
The figure was tall. Enormously tall. At least seven feet.
Its looming presence made Sisi feel small in comparison, and she immediately went on guard.
She narrowed her eyes, trying to make out the silhouette. But the fog thickened again, making it hard to distinguish anything beyond its two-legged shape—either human or beastman.
Sisi's first instinct was to run back to Jojo and grab him before escaping together, but the imposing figure stood directly in her path. If she tried to take another route, she risked losing her way instead.
'Then I guess I have to fight,' Sisi told herself. She tightened her grip on her dagger and focused on the plants around her. She wasn't a strong fighter, but she could at least pull off a trick or two to incapacitate her enemy.
