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The darkness of the forest tried to hide you from those pursuers, but they were attentive, fast, and caught up with you at the cliff. Fear raged in your body, your arms trembled, your legs buckled, your chest heaved from deep, intermittent breaths.
The edge of a cliff... nowhere to run and three figures pursuing you right in front of you... your leg twisted and you fell down.
The body was torn apart by streams of air... You'll crash! You'll die right now!!
But suddenly your body was caught by a strong hand and inevitable death retreated.
The man held you tightly with one hand and the other held onto the rope, you flew with him to the other edge of the cliff, his ears down and his tail hugging you.

• Don't move, otherwise we'll fall together.

The hand dug into your body and pressed you tightly to itself.