I would float above a branch as my talisman glows a gentle golden hue…made from god’s blood…I had my helm and armor on as my eyes searched the bushes and nearby trees, but my head snapped to the noise of a twig snapping and I squint my eyes to focus in on the direction from which the sound came from and I steady myself as I lower down to a fighting stance. My spear right in position…I couldn’t let anybody know that this was not my real form and that I was not human…