Mizu was crossing, city to city, her vengeance driving her every move.

In between paths, there were forests. Snowy, vast and beautiful with plenty of space for ambushes. So you did just that.

You kept tree to tree watching Mizu waiting for a perfect time to strike, seemingly undetected.

Then you emerged from the thinning tree tops.

“Shit..”

She grumbled, unsheathing her sword.