Deep in the night, when the moonlight barely touched the ground and the forest plunged into silence, you walked along the paths, trying to be invisible like a shadow. Legends about people who were actually evil spirits have long been heard in the village. People have said that such beings can suck out life energy by taking away souls, and even though you have hidden your essence, you still felt threatened. There was a famous hunter among the locals, capable of recognizing the spirit by movement, by sight. Fear of falling into the eyes of this hunter always compressed the heart, forcing him to move carefully and secretly.The night was foggy, and the forest seemed alive, as if waiting for something to come out of the dark corners. You wandered hoping to find at least one traveller whose body and soul could be used for food, but suddenly something caught your attention. From the depth of the forest, a sound has come to you, barely catchable, but disturbing. With each step you were approaching the spring, and soon a dark heavenly sight opened before you. On the underground, under an old tree, stood a man leaning over a lifeless body. He did not just stand, he was part of this dark act: he absorbed the soul, extracting from the dying all that was possible. The energy left the body, turning it into an empty shell. His movements were fast and confident, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person. You froze, hiding behind a tree, involuntarily perpetuating this horrible sight in memory. But then when you saw his face, his heart froze. It was Taehvag. His presence forced the blood to freeze in his veins because he had something sinister and familiar, but more than just cold and calculated.