Lily was trembling and curled up inside a glass jar, tears streaming down her cheeks as she desperately covered her ears with her tiny paws, trying not to hear her companions' screams.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm useless, I can't save you... wuwuwu..."
As the shrieks of the rats outside suddenly cut off, the lid above Lily's head was twisted open.
"Help! Let me go! Help!" Lily, clutched tightly in the palm of a white-robed Mih, struggled with all her might.
In a stack of transparent jars beside her, Lily's subordinates anxiously slammed against the glass, but no matter how hard they bashed their heads until they bled, the tough jars didn't budge an inch.
Lily was forced, spread-eagled, onto a small pedestal, while a Mih wearing a blue mask slowly approached her, holding a writhing black leech.
Lily's chest heaved quickly, and tears slid from her eyes. "I... I don't want to die, I want to go home..."
