"Sherry…?"

Isaac, sounding miles away, let slip a whisper.

My temper drove me to a short-sighted retaliation, and I inadvertently killed him. Still, I didn't regret it.

Despite their plan, the players never thought I would actually show up. They gaped at my ears under the torn hood.

The corporation seeing me and making the link to the real me would be the worst case scenario here. Still, with only my face, I didn't think they'd come to that conclusion right away. Especially when I now had rabbit ears.

So I tried to hide myself as much as I could. I was only keeping my current human form skin-deep. My insides were turning into mist, slowly covering the area.

Among the players, Isaac had the highest combat power. The lowest of them were about 300. The dangerous ones were Isaac's clan members, who were all above 400. I readied a dagger, staying alert while wondering who among them had No. 08's magic stone. Then Weed, recovered from his shock, frantically jumped out.

"Sherry is the bunny?! Awesome! I must have gotten so many relationship points already! Here, jump into my arms!"

Silence descended on the field.

What the heck? That was so far out of expectations, I couldn't help but grimace.

On the other hand, Weed's idiocy instead brought the players out of their stupor. "It's the bunny!" "She's really here!" they clamored, hands moving to their weapons. Isaac frantically ran out in an attempt to stop them.

"No, stop! Let's try talking with her first! Sherry, you-"

"HUNT THE BUNNY!!"

"""Yeeaahh!!!"""

His plea was drowned out by the villainous leader's party. They charged at me with weapons drawn.

"Too bad for Cardi! That five thousand large golds are gonna be all ours!"

"Don't get too excited now! She can't die!"

"Who cares, just throw potions at her and she'll be fine! Chop off her arms and legs! Make sure she can't run!"

Their combat power were about 300 to 400. They hadn't grown much since the last time I met them.

My cloud of mist surged toward them, sapping their magic and heat, dulling their movements.

"W-wh-whwhat?!"

"M-m-my legs f-froze…"

I was already moving. I jabbed a dagger into the magician's neck, threw another one at the archer's, then turned around and tore apart the scout's with my claws.

"W-What the h.e.l.l is this!?

A heavily-armored warrior was swinging his greataxe in wild abandon, his face close to tears. I focused my mist to freeze half of his body, then grabbed his face. My claws crushed the frozen head.

[Shedy] [Race: Mistral Neige] [Greater Demon (Low-Rank)] ・The demon of tempestuous mist that ravages the northern seas. A canny spiritual lifeform. [Magic Points: 1975/2030] 80↑ [Total Combat Power: 2178/2233] 88↑ [Unique Skill: