White Hour

Rock's fists tightened as his face scowled and scrunched.

"Th-that's..."

"Just how did she get so strong this fast..."

"Even prey try to fight when they're cornered. It's not that strange." A different girl appeared near them, and it was the one which was always with Moira.

"Urla, you've caught up?"

"You stopped so we finally reached you. By the way---one of them died!?"

"Fucking cat. Catch her immediately!"

Rock's voice made a shockwave throughout the area, and the other people that were still in pursuit froze the moment they heard his voice.

"My back feels cold..."

"Rock's angry? What happened?"

The four remaining people hastened their speeds as they resumed their chase.

Somewhere not too far from them, the woman who they call the Lightning Tiger rested.

"You guys started it."

The woman who now had a large gap of a distance between them sat on a tree branch, looking over the distance.