'This merchant has come here to ask her to guard his caravan, father said it's a good opportunity for me to take on a job but, he is giving me a bad vibe.' Takeshi was thinking as he watched his father talk with the merchant.
'Hmm? What is that?' Takeshi spotted footprints on the snow, they were new as they weren't there a moment ago. 'Did someone pass by? I couldn't sense them. I couldn't be that invisible demon.' he put his hand on his hilt and followed the tracks with his eyes. They ended behind a bulky tree. A small shadow was dancing under its trunk.
'It's still there!' Takeshi immediately started sprinting, who was there.
