The Huntress

It seemed as though the entire village had gathered to watch her journey into the forest. The townsfolk whispered of ancient curses and malevolent spirits - and prophesies of the doom that would certainly befall anyone who trespassed in that haunted place.

None of their warnings meant anything to her, of course. She knew there were no curses or ghosts in those old woods. No – what slept in that dark, hidden corner of the world was far worse than some chain-rattling specter, and she had come well prepared for it.