Lily stood still for a moment, then walked towards Jackson.
When Jackson reached the trap, he was startled by the scene before him.
A hunting dog had been skewered by bamboo stakes, its body torn to shreds, with its intestines and internal organs fully exposed, emitting an overpowering stench.
"Woof woof." Miracle was about two meters away from Jackson, seemingly unwilling to look at such a disgusting sight.
"You sly dog," Jackson muttered.
Looking at the mangled corpse below, he got an idea.
He might as well leave the body in the trap. With the weather this hot, it would likely start to rot in a day or two, and the smell would attract many animals.
But what if a pack of hunting dogs shows up? What then?
Jackson stroked his chin, looked around, and planned to set up a few more trap
