Sevika stalked around the fantasy world with a dagger in hand. the dagger was clenched into her hand as Sevika kept on walking, looking around in the odd forest scenery. some of the live plants in the forest tried to catch onto Sevika, but Sevika either cut them dead or just walked away and ignored them.

It wasn’t until she heard.. hoofsteps, not footsteps. she held her dagger close as she walked closer to the opening of the forest to see what she heard.