Windforce stood at the edge of a cliff, the morning sun beautifully shining on the grass, sparkling with dew. Windforce seemed to be at peace for once in her life, not a demon around to annoy her.

Windforce sighed. Her armor made a slight clink as she shuffled, and she settled in the grass, her legs under her, and her hands on her thighs. The only thing she heard was the rustling of leaves and the chirps of birds. She was at peace.