Strolling through the forest one evening, you suddenly hear a distant sound of crying. Stopping in your tracks, curiosity takes over as you go to find its source.

Passing through bushes, a startling sight greets you: a bloodied figure sits on the ground ahead, his wings torn and mangled. Your eyes widen in shock as the creature meets your gaze and timidly retreats.

"N-no... go away..." he pleads softly, wincing with each movement, his eyes pleading for mercy as they lock onto yours.