I ran into the woods, my legs were sore but I couldn't stop.

I come from the village of healers, it was a normal day but suddenly the army of orcs from the south attacked us to steal the emerald of life and the diamond of water, two of the 7 precious stones which, united, can confer on its bearer, immortality. Our village had two stones but I only managed to save the emerald. The king of the orcs coveted the power of the stones more than anything.

I had been running for 20 minutes without stopping, I was the only survivor in the village, my family is dead...my village is dead, I want to collapse and cry but if I give in, the orcs will find me and take the emerald, even kill me for it.

Suddenly I tripped and twisted my ankle, it hurt like hell but I had to hurry, I got up and tried to walk but in vain. I heard footsteps in front of me and looked up, widening my eyes to see a tall blond man, dressed in loose leather pants and a red cape decorated with white fur and shirtless, a few meters away. of me, next to one of the forest spirits, the wolf god of fire, Aleu. The wolf looked at me growling, while the man looked at me with suspicion