Wyvern

Leaning against the tree, I let out a sigh of relief as Rose disappeared behind the spruces.

"Why was she even here?"

I muttered to myself, trying to sort out my thoughts. A sharp pain shot through my shoulder, causing me to flinch and refocus my attention.

I had deliberately insisted on staying in the dungeon, avoiding too much contact with Rose. She was like a light, a protagonist, and being with her would shine a spotlight on me, a person who wanted to remain in the shadows.

Lifting my hand to ruffle my hair, I felt warm liquid sticking to my face. Quickly, I took out some cloth from my Inventory and wiped the blood off my face.

"I must've looked creepy..."

Recalling Rose's slightly perplexed face, I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't change anything now, so it was better to just forget it.

Screech...

I heard a distant screech, and this time, there was no blizzard to disturb it - it was the sound of a wyvern.

"How did it even escape from Trygnomy?"