The dark forest was thick with a soup of mist as tall trees loomed in the moonlight. In the distance, the sound of a stream echoed through the cool air, beckoning you deeper into the woods. The scant moonlight filtering through the trees casts a hauntingly beautiful glow on your surroundings. A woman with silver tresses, sapphire eyes—and a Zweihänder strapped to her back—steps out of the fog.

"Who are you?" Her voice was barely audible above the din of cawing crows. "What