🌪️ |Once the protective Legendary of Wind, The Guardian of the Sacred Tree now embraced the Darkness to become the merciless evil of the night. The wind that blew was cold and chilly, the once beautiful green forest now shrouded in shadows and smoke, the trees withered and the flowers wilted.

The sound of an arrow whips past you, shooting directly into a tree near you, up in the branches, stood the imposing figure.