"What is that?" Jasmine was horrified, her heart skipped a beat as she looked toward the patch of grass where the shadow had fallen.
The flickering light of the torch was a bit far away, so Jasmine could only see a pair of bloodshot red eyes, looking like two glowing hot lumps of coal, staring right back at her.
The slaves were quite familiar with small animals in the wilderness.
Angus glanced over and immediately recognized the owner of those eyes through its silhouette and characteristic eye color: "It is a red-eyed rabbit."
Of course, perhaps this species of creature was not actually called by that name in the books of the scholars; the uneducated slaves only called it randomly based on the most prominent physical characteristic that the opponent displayed, just like the way they gave nicknames to their fellow slave friends.
