Although it could not be called a good place to stay in, Monica still felt more comfortable than standing out in a field alone where everyone else would probably look at her and try to kill her once they knew that she wasn't supposed to exist anymore— assuming that they knew what she really looked like in the first place... "If only I'd brought that bow," thought Monique regretfully thinking about how easily she should have been able to hunt for some food or use it to defend herself against those monsters... or maybe even find someone willing to teach her...

She couldn't help wondering why these monsters didn't have anything similar to bows or even knives even though both of them were easy enough to craft from available materials. Perhaps they never discovered such weapons until recently, but knowing their history she doubted this very much; although, perhaps they hadn't invented them because of a lack of resources? If this was indeed the case, then perhaps the reason behind their unw