The gorilla, charging into the audience with a whip in its hand, suddenly stopped. It looked around in confusion, then turned and went back to the stage.
"It seems the animals here hate that Beast Tamer even more than they hate us audience members. While they're still getting their revenge on him, we should hurry and leave."
The young man wearing wire-rimmed glasses offered a reminder, then left with the chubby Darkwill, following the crowd.
Cyril turned his head to look at the stage... Wasn't this all a little too coincidental?
As the thought crossed his mind, he saw the lean tiger looking at him. A string of drool slid from the corner of its mouth.
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After a moment of silence, he grabbed the back of the chair behind him and vaulted over it. He left the performance hall before the hungry tiger could pounce.
He walked with the crowd all the way out of the circus, but never saw Darkwill or his young teacher.
"So it really was just a chance encounter..."
He pursed his lips and was just about to leave when he heard a horse whinny in alarm behind him, followed by screams from the crowd.
The noise rushing up behind him and the warning of his Spirituality made him instinctively dive to the side.
The clatter of hooves approached, then receded. A horse that had broken free of its reins galloped past the spot where he had just been.
Cyril frowned and looked toward the direction the horse had come from. Just then, he saw Darkwill and his very young teacher stepping down from a carriage with no horses.
Darkwill watched the horse disappear from view and muttered,
"How unlucky. Is today some kind of animal festival? Why is everything acting like this?"
His young