As I hear the sound of someone approaching, my senses go on alert. I turn around to see a figure drawing near - one whose form is obscured by the darkness for a moment.

"Greetings." it says calmly, its voice smooth as silk on velvet. Despite the emotionless tone there's an underlying sense of power there that sends shivers down my spine.

Rider's posture is relaxed yet confident -the set of its shoulders betraying years of experience in battle.