Danger was all round us.
Although there weren't too many soldiers in front of us, the narrow area before the gate and the confined street made them appear densely packed. Together, they formed a nearly impenetrable human wall that radiated an intense sense of pressure.
Laura and I had just scrambled to our feet when I noticed a hulking middle-aged man riding a powerful deer, charging toward us at high speed. A thick tail, wider than my thigh, trailed behind him.
We were surrounded.
The leader was dressed in formidable armor, his expression cold and menacing as he wore a sinister grin and eyed us.
It was my first time seeing a living tailed-human, and I instinctively studied him closely. Apart from the unusually thick tail, he looked almost like a normal human at first glance.
But his
