The girl in the white dress retreated step by step, while the dream beast hounds pressed forward step by step.
"I'm done for, I'm done for."
"Was what that uncle said true or false? Am I really going to die here?"
Suddenly, she stopped backing away.
Not because she chose not to retreat, but because there was nowhere left for her to retreat to.
In front of her, behind her, to her left and right—even on the walls—vicious hounds were closing in.
She was now surrounded at the center by the hounds... Huh, no, where was that uncle?
Even at such a critical moment, she did not forget to glance at the strange uncle she had just headbutted. But when she looked, she froze.
The uncle seemed to be injured and was still lying on the ground.
That was not the important part.
The important part was that the pack of hounds had not looked at the uncle at all. They had even passed right over him, all surrounding her instead.
In an instant, realization struck her.
So when the uncle had dragged her along and run, he really had been... saving her.
Before, she had wondered whether the hounds had been chasing the uncle and she had merely suffered a calamity for no reason. But now, seeing that the hounds had no interest in him whatsoever, she finally understood that he had dragged her away for her own good.
"U-uncle..." The girl in white was somewhat moved.
But being moved seemed rather meaningless right now.
She was finished.
The girl in white sighed. Looking at the drooling hounds around her, who regarded her as a fine feast, she decided... to just lie flat and give up.
Even the uncle could not deal with these hounds, so she definitely could