You felt rooted to the spot. You stayed ducked behind a bush as a bunch of WLF soldiers marched their way through the forest. You held your hand to your mouth to try and stay silent, but your breathing was too heavy. It wasn't too long before someone noticed you. A woman, tall, muscular and stern looking made her way over to you. She caught you before you could run away.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing out here? Are you a scar? Don't try to bullshit me."