Suddenly, The whistle was grabbed by someone. The shivering, little girl with determination in her eyes, picked the whistle up. Maria looked at her surprisingly, didn't think that this kid was brave enough to come to help her or even have a thought of helping her. She blows the whistle with all of the air in her lungs. The whistle is soundless. But Maria and the monster are wriggling after the whistle was blown. As if the silent whistle was powerful enough to cause great damage to both Maria and the monster.

The monster went berserk. 1 hand of it still tightly grabbed Maria's left wrist, smashing Maria everywhere. Its body is twisting; Its organs are mixing and overlapping chaotically like mixing acrylic paints. Maria reached into her pocket and pulled out a grenade, unsheathed it, aimed it and found the right moment to throw it into its mouth.

"I'm sorry, comrade." Maria speaks before throwing the grenade into its mouth.

Maria quickly grabs her dagger up, cutting her left arm to get herself out of it and ejects out of there without hesitation. It was blown to pieces. Small and large lumps of meat scattered everywhere. Each lump of meat is pink and tinged with black blood. The force of the explosion sent Maria flying some distance away from it. Luckily she didn't get injured from the explosion.

A relieved Clarissa helped Maria up, But Maria brushed her hand away to stand up by herself. Clarissa turns to see a meat piece slowly crawling back to form into its main form. It isn't dead. Maria slapped her ear calling her nerves. Now both of her ears are bleeding. Clarissa grabs the whistle tightly, trying to speak something to Maria in worry. But Maria couldn't hear anything she said.

"Listen, Whatever you said I didn't hear any of it. I am temporarily deaf. Follow me and do as I say if you want to survive" Maria speaking out loud clearly.

After Clarissa acknowledges that, She closes her mouth shut. Maria uses her arm which still has her hand, grabs Clarissa's arm runs to the cliff. Maria quickly pulled out a rope and tied it to the tree with great difficulty because she only had one hand left, so she used her teeth to replace the other hand that was missing, but it took longer than tying the rope with both hands. Clarissa standing still didn't say anything, just staring at the monster that slowly formed its body back.

Maria tied the rope with the birch tree, trying to pull it many times to make sure it was tight. And ties the rope to her body. Suddenly Clarissa dashes to Maria and hurriedly nudges Maria, pointing at the monster. It's successfully formed itself; It's running toward them. Now it's just flesh with only 1 eye and a lot of feet and hands trying to crawl into them. Maria's trying to speed up tying the rope on herself but it's too difficult and she needs more time.

Maria glances at 2 birch trees that are not so thick. While she used her right hand to tie the rope, Maria then used her left leg to hit the tree with full force, causing it to break, before using her right leg to hit it again, causing it to fly into the monster, and she does the same with another birch tree. The monster paused for a moment, buying Maria some more time. Maria hurriedly finished tying the rope. Clarissa shakes Maria continuously as she sees it approaching and time running out. She pulls the rope to test it again. The monster is only 5 meters away from her.

"Hold on tight!" Maria shouted, using her arm which her hand was missing to carry Clarissa up, And hand held the rope tight. Clarissa put both her arms around Maria's neck. Maria runs towards the bushes before jumping over it and revealing that it is a cliff. The monster, still unaware of being tricked, fell into the cliff, its roar reverberating throughout the area. Luckily the rope Maria tied is tight enough to carry both of them. They swing around at the cliff for a while before they stay still.

"Oh fuck, I didn't think I'm going to survive this" Maria swears in Russian with a heavy sigh; But also relives to survive.

"I will slowly pull up. Don't move. I don't have another hand to grab you" Maria speaks in a gentle voice. Now she's too tired to be rude toward Clarissa.

The girl nodded acknowledgement. Maria grabs the rope and slowly wraps it around her arms to slowly pull herself and the girl up. It took a while for both of them to make it on the cliff. Maria sits there panting for a while, goes to untie the rope and brings it back. The blood on her left arm had strangely stopped bleeding. They walked back to pick up Maria's scattered things without saying anything. They were both too tired to ask or talk. Tonight was too crazy for a little girl like Clarissa. 

They walked to where Maria fell. There was white dust on it. Maria picked up her severed hand. It had white dust on the torn part. She chose to take back just the glove. When she got all of her things, She brushed the dirt away from her clothes. Maria follows through on her plan and carries Clarissa in her backpack back to her bedroom. Luckily no one suspects her. Maria let Clarissa down to walk into her room. Clarissa explored around the room. There's just a bed, office table, freezer and toilet. A boring room.

"Don't touch anything, sleep here." Maria points to the corner of the room and throws a pile of blankets to Clarissa, who is in a state where she can't demand anything, reluctantly spreads the blankets out to make a small bed on the floor.

"You're so cold." Clarissa complained.

"My ears aren't deaf now." Maria said, which shocked Clarissa quite a bit.

Maria walks into the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes. Maria hurries to do it as quickly as possible because she is tired and wants to sleep. Maria looks at her body. Both her back and legs were bruised in green and purple. There were abrasions all over her body that had stopped bleeding. There are still some faint bite marks, but the scratch marks have completely healed. Maria looks at her severed arm as if it is no big deal. When she comes out, Maria sees Clarissa's injury, with wounds all over her body, not much different from hers. However, their bodies are different. Clarissa feels pain and the wounds heal much slower than hers.

"I'm going out for a bit. You can take a shower if you want. I don't want the smell of dirty German to stick to the blanket." Maria gives Clarissa a fierce look. Clarissa seems quite displeased by Maria's humiliation. She put all the weapons in the closet locked it, and is about to open the door to go out.

"Oh, and then take care of your wound." Maria kicks the first aid kit under the bed for Clarissa before walking out.

Maria, dressed in casual clothes, walks downstairs to the alley of the bar, opens the trash can, and there is a drunk middle-aged man passed out wearing only a pair of underwear. Maria puts the shirt she had stolen to disguise herself back on him before returning to her room. Clarissa had already dressed her wounds and was lying down under the covers. Maria walks over to turn off the light and is about to lie down.

"Why did you help me when you could have run away?" Clarissa asks. Maria glanced at Clarissa before lying down.

"If you die, my plans will be ruined," Maria replies.

"But I don't think you had to do that. You almost died," Clarissa says in a gentle voice.

"I would do anything for my country. That's all. I'm the one who should have asked you that question instead." Maria asks back.

"Well... I just think deep inside you're a good person." Clarissa said.

"Huh, nonsense. Do you think enemies are good? How ridiculous." Maria says sarcastically.

"I believe deep down everyone can be good, but war makes us hate each other." The little girl says in a confident tone.

"So stupid, so naive. no doubt why you got kidnapped." Maria says, insulting Clarissa's thoughts.

After she finishes speaking, Maria closes her eyes and falls asleep from exhaustion. The girl didn't say anything back. She just lay under the covers, looking at the window and Maria. The little girl's face blooms into a small smile, her eyes filled with determination and hope.

'If you weren't a good person, you wouldn't have helped and cared about me this much.'