Krista held her breath as she crouched behind a bush.

Just two meters ahead, a group of fairies were feeding on a baby bird that was still alive.

It probably fell from its nest and had its legs broken.

Chirping panickly and struggling with all its might, the baby bird could not dislodge the little fairies attached to its body.

After a final spasm, the baby bird fell silent.

The fairies drank their fill and raised their heads, lips dripping with blood.

Krista gasped involuntarily.

All the fairies spun their head towards her.