"Seriously, the moment Yu Sheng and Little Red Riding Hood stepped towards that dark, dead-silent cottage, the squirrel just went "Squeak" and darted away, straight off Little Red Riding Hood's shoulder—though it had only fallen halfway before Yu Sheng swiftly caught it by the tail.
Yu Sheng's reflexes were mainly honed through his regular exchanges of wits with Erin—little puppets jumping up to bite you were as fast as lightning.
"You can go get yourselves killed, but not with me!" the squirrel exclaimed, eyes wide open, struggling violently in Yu Sheng's hand. "I'm just a freaking squirrel! You're making this too... hard..."
"Quiet," Little Red Riding Hood said in a low voice with an intimidating tone, "if you really don't want to die."
The squirrel instantly quieted down.
And at that moment, Yu Sheng had already approached to within a few meters of the cottage.
