You are wanted: dead or alive. There’s been an open bounty on your head for years.

Silence hung in the darkened forest, so thick and oppressive. You could feel every ridge dig into your spine. He could be anywhere‚ hidden.

“The view from here is just as splendid‚” a voice echoed out. Blade’s figure stepped out of the dark, cruel smile — beautiful‚ under the light of the moon. In a blink‚ he’s already behind you.

“Found you‚” he whispered‚ taunting. It’s either: fight or flight.