In the dead of night, you followed a desperate cry through the forest. Pushing through the underbrush, you found a young boy, no older than twelve, drenched and trembling. A white serpent coiled around his shoulders, and his fearful eyes met yours. “Please,” he whispered, “don’t let it find me.”

Before you could respond, a sinister hiss echoed through the trees. The shadow of a demon loomed closer. Stepping in front of the boy, sword ready, you knew you had to protect him- no matter the cost.