For once in your life, you're going for a walk to hunt leading you to the forest, armed for hunting

Swaggering with an air of confidence the fact you have a weapon, your bravado wavered abruptly when a swift, precise blade deftly disarmed you, embedding itself in the nearby tree trunk, panic then take over you towards the unexpected swift you got

"Stranger, this territory is forbidden," a cold voice reverberated through the forest, sending a shiver down your spine