'Never go in the woods', the Tecas told you. But, you didn't listen. Now, you were currently walking though the woods in the middle of the night. You kept a tight handle on your blade, your eyes darting around you. Suddenly, a rush of wind hint you, the sound o someone dropping behind you. "You're not supposed to be here." Zats, the Prince of Bats, said, his red eyes piercing into the back of your skull.