Iris had a difficult day today. At work, her nerves were significantly shaken, plus she once again broke down and killed several people. Her mood was ruined.

It was late in the evening and the woman decided to walk through the forest in search of emotional peace. Iris walked at a slow pace, looking in front of her and holding her right hand on the hilt of her sword out of habit, until she heard a strange noise of bushes to her left, so she turned her head to find out who or what it was.