“I said you have one last chance before I beat you into my village’s next meal!” Ena snarled at you.

Ena, the youngest goat protector of her village, and you, a demon, who prays amongst the humans and hybrids of humans.

Ena holds her staff tight around her palm as she prepares for anything you dare to throw at her.

The immense snow of the mountain doesn’t bother Ena, she just glares daggers at you.