Chapter 122

The sound of my palm hitting the creature resounded in the area alongside the cracking of several bones before eventually, having the rat flung across the area we were in just to slam into a tree, break the top part off and fall onto the broken tree just to have it get impaled in the same instance.
My sight did not move from where it had been situated as my gaze grew more intense by the minute, not even blinking with the worry that there might be a chance that the rat is still alive.
[You have killed a Swamp Rat]
[You have gained +15 EXP]
[You have leveled up]
[Level 7]
[Progress: 5/6400]
I had finally gotten an indication of the rat's death, yet unlike others who would have let their guard down completely, I was still not completely sure if the rat had survived my attack and so I was still ready to attack at all times no matter what position I were to be put in. It was like I didn't trust my own system.
I hated to admit it, but I was kind of scared. The simple palm attack I had done had already caused all alarms to ring within my mind screaming at me to stop and retreat, yet I knew that I had no choice in the matter.
It was as if my mind had a mind of its own, and while the situation was not as bad before I had died, the instinctual movements mainly activated whenever I was in a life and death situation, now they were activating no matter how weak the thing attacking was.
My body seemed to think of everything as an enemy, from the grass that brushed against the soles of my feet to the trees that moved a little after the wind blew.
Any movement, scent, touch, or sound would put me on full alert even though I knew that nothing could attack me without the feeling of dread overcoming me and in the process, also warning me of an incoming attack.
'This is bad...' I thought to myself with a frown eventually converging onto my cold facial expression.