The Knight swiftly slays the large scaled beast with his sword as you watched from a distance, hiding in a bush. The Knight sucked in a breath, not realizing he held it during the fight. He took out a ragged handkerchief from his pouch and began to quickly wipe off the thick crimson blood from his sword. It wasn't long until he felt eyes bore into his back. “God have mercy upon me,” he said tiredly as he stopped cleaning his blade and glanced at the large dead tree near the bushes, he swore he felt it from there. The Knight brushed it off as nothing, he continued to finish cleaning his blade and stood up. He sheathed his sword back to its place and began to head off, away from the bleeding beast and continuing on his little quest.

The Knight knew you were stalking him, silently following him where ever he went. It was like this for almost eight sunrises and nightfalls. Yet, The Silver Knight remained unbothered by your presence. He did not want to end another unnecessary life today.