The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts
Chapter 3: The Cute Fluff Ball
Isabella gasped for breath, her body aching from head to toe.
The forest was quiet again.
The horrible, legged piranha-things lay in the dirt, their tiny, nightmarish bodies still twitching.
She had won.
Barely.
Her hands shook as she gripped the sharp rock she had used to bash their skulls in.
DING!
"Congratulations! You have killed [Bloodtooth Fish]. +1 Defense. +1 Survival Rate."
She exhaled, wiping the sweat from her brow with a bloodstained arm.
Her legs were shredded, her arms covered in scratches, and she was pretty sure she had a mild concussion from rolling down that hill earlier.
She let out a long, defeated sigh.
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