Don’t You Love Me Anymore?

At the west gate of Chaos City, six hunter-like men were entering the city with their horses; they were carrying crossbows and bows. "They came here, Boss?" a young man asked the man with whiskers.

"I think so. Their tracks lead us here. Besides, that white cat is a glutton; she would definitely try to find something to eat here. That stupid bear follows her every word. We'll find them in one of the restaurants." His voice was deep and hoarse, his eyes brown and somewhat red.

"I heard the laws are strict here, Boss. Won't we get caught?" asked another man.

"If we do it quickly, nobody can catch us. We don't need them alive." Their boss grinned, revealing his sharp, yellow teeth.

His men gave a cruel smile. "They are the last two. After we kill them, the curse on us should be broken," said one of his men.