After we puked, Ulysses and I plop side by side on the field and spread our shaky arms. Hustling our breaths, there were fragments of tears trying to escape from our eyes. The calm gleam of the setting sun was evident on the thin clouds in the sky.
“You need to drink this," she offered a bottle of red drink in the paper bag that she gave, she is now sitting in front of us. Her eyes were full of guilt. “It was the blood of a variety of healthy chicken and pig. I know you are in a hurry to get back to your kingdom, let me help you with this. I did not know that stuff and our human foods are like this dangerous and harsh for your body.”
She continued to help the two of us to sit down, she wiped my face with her handkerchief. She then turned to Ulysses, giving him an open bottle of fresh blo
