Zerra took a deep breath. The human realm had influenced her so much. So, when she saw Cassias only looked a few little years older, she assumed not long had passed too.
Unexpectedly, it had already been a hundred years flashing by.
The rabbit narrowed its eyes, full of calculation. It didn't look as intimidated as it had been before. At a glance, Zerra recognized that look. This rabbit was the type who feared the strong and bullied the weak, it seemed.
It didn't dare to underestimate her because of her size, so it was clear the rabbit had suffered under the same situation before; it must have mistaken a small cub as easy to bully and got beaten back.
Zerra didn't care. She adjusted her feelings. After pondering it for a while, what the rabbit said made sense too. Some trees were already so tall, so a hundred years must have really passed.
"Are you still young, little cub?" The rabbit tested the water.
