"Hey, what's your name?"
[...]
"Do you not have a name?"
[...I... I am... I'm— I'm called... Loriel.]
Her intentions were never to answer, but for some reason, her mouth had moved on its own. It was as though she could no longer give commands to her body. She had tried to retreat but couldn't feel her arms or legs.
Her head felt like it had been submerged underwater and her vision was hazy. She felt she might've lost a lot of blood in her encounter with those demon Hunters but that shouldn't be enough to put her in this state.
During her time living in the Western parts of the Darknar forest, she had never encountered intelligent creatures like those before. Although she was aware of their existence, she had no reason to engage them and had only kept to herself.
