When I came back out, the woman lay motionless on the ground without any signs of twitching.

My discovery shocked me to the core. Perhaps my attack had been too severe and unexpectedly killed her. But with my understanding of the human body, it was very unlikely for such a thing to happen. After all, I held back during the attack.

As I approached her body, I noticed foam on the woman's lips, prompting me to the peculiarity of the situation. This was clearly a sign of poisoning which was confirmed by the needle as thin as a mosquito's proboscis stuck to her neck.

I looked up, only to see a man crouching in the treetop, exposing a thin pipe from within the leaves. This man was the same one who attacked me with the anesthesia. It seemed like he was deliberately waiting for me to check the body and step into his trap.

He was obviously unaware...