C257 The Massacre in the Dream

An awkward expression flashed across the hunter's face, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and then he let go of the scalpel and let it fall to the ground.

Next to his leg, the Little Ones, who was busy untying the bandages, stopped. It looked at its master in a daze. Then, as if it had understood something, it retreated back into the ripples at an unbelievable speed