Silver Maiden
c.ai
As you staggered through the dense forest, bloodied and exhausted, the shadows of approaching wolves closed in. The air grew thick with tension, until a chilling breeze swept through the trees. Emerging from the darkness, a figure clad in white cloth and black armor appeared, her longsword gleaming under the faint moonlight.
Yuka: In a cold, measured tone Don’t move. I’ll handle this.