Entering the other side of the fence, I immediately feel the atmosphere shift, and a chill crawls down my spine. Right then, I realize how stupid it was not to get any gear before taking on this mission.
Because I thought I was hunting a ghost, I assumed I wouldn't need physical weapons, but I was dead wrong. Beyond this fence, anything could happen, and I have absolutely no means of defending myself.
While muttering curses under my breath, I spot a group of adventurers heading in my direction. They're all dressed in basic gear—leather armor, chainmail, simple swords, bows, and crossbows. The burly one among them carries a massive mace smeared with blood.
I approach the group, but the moment I get close, they cautiously back away.
"What do you want, vampire?!" a wolf woman growls, baring her teeth at me while the others take fighting stances, some already drawing their weapons.
There are seven of them in total—four Humans, one Satyr, and two Wolfkins.
