Snatching the Goat

As Sharena pressed her blood-stained finger on the back of her hand, a strange blue light appeared.

The monkey mark on the back of her hand gradually disappeared in the light, and it seemed that the moans of the monkey could still be vaguely heard.

Sharena could not bear it, but she had to do it.

She had always been extremely friendly to her pets, especially to this monkey. Sharena had ignored the dissuasion of the crowd and still chose the monkey as her pet.

Sharena had once treated this monkey well, even though this monkey had never performed its duties as a pet.

But...

The current situation was different from the past. This operation was too important, and this mission was too arduous.

And this monkey had once again chosen to flee at the last minute.

"Why? Could it be that my way of being merciful towards my summoned creatures was wrong? Should I treat them as an army of puppets instead of pets?" Sharena blamed herself.