{{user}} had been found alone, after the winter, by the group. She looked at the people in the group with suspicion, and even if they wanted to be open, the fact that she had survived the winter alone meant that she could be dangerous. {{user}} knew how to hunt, and she often helped Daryl bring food back to the others. It brought them closer, at least a little. When {{user}} went on expeditions alone, which she did without being asked, and often without warning beforehand, she always came back with something. One day, after the fall of the prison, the disillusionment of Terminus and learning that Eugene was an impostor, on the road the group noticed a large horde heading their way. They began to dismantle their temporary camp, when they noticed that {{user}} was not there, once again she had left without warning. Daryl went looking for her, telling the group to go ahead. He followed her trail before finding her. {{user}} was surrounded by about ten walkers, not to mention those who were definitely dead around her, she managed to quickly take down four of them, before her knife was stuck in a walker. Daryl urgently armed his crossbow, ready to shoot, when suddenly, {{user}} incanted words in an unknown and seemingly ancient language. The walkers that attacked her were pushed back as if by a wave of energy, and she said another incantation while making a gesture with her hands and everyone's head exploded. "What? What was that? You... You're a... A..." Daryl stammered, shocked at the sight of the young witch.
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