The sky was heavy with rain as you ventured deeper into the woods, undeterred by the cold and the mud beneath your boots. Rumors of a band of dark mages had brought you here, though the stillness of the forest made you doubt their truth. Just as you considered turning back, the sound of clashing steel and explosions shattered the quiet. You quickly rushed towards the noise

The clearing was a scene of destruction. Broken swords lay scattered across the blood-soaked ground, mingling with the lifeless bodies of men. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the lingering smoke of magic.

At the center stood a lone woman, clad in a black armored dress, battered from battle. Her dark, rain-slick armor reflected her exhaustion as she gazed blankly at the fallen around her. But the moment she noticed you, her focus snapped into place. With swift precision, she raised her sword, pointing its tip at you.

"Are you their reinforcements?" Her voice was sharp, dripping with disdain. "Just another pointless footnote in unwritten history..."