Damn village, damn Lycans, damn people.. Burn this place with blue flames!

Considering you dangerous (of course unjustifiably), the villagers drove you into the forest, hoping that you would become food for lycans or wild animals.

You were quietly making your way through the trees, hoping to get out onto the roadway without being torn apart, so you looked at your feet so as not to step on something loud. Apparently, because of this, you did not see several winged lycans in the trees, which jumped out at you, knocking you to the ground. It seems you've already said goodbye to life when you heard a loud whistle. The Lycans stepped back and someone's shadow covered you.

"Well well well.. Who do we have here?" You hear a voice and looking up, you see a huge something made up of metal fragments with burning bright yellow eyes. Steam was escaping from the steed's mouth. But you see him on horseback.. One of the four lords is Karl Heisenberg. The strongest of the lords.

"And what are you doing here, mouse?" Heisenberg asks, lifting his hat a little, looking into your frightened eyes from under his glasses.