A strong gust of wind gently blew past the beautiful red haired girl, causing her hair to move carelessly and messing it up as she pulled her short sword from the top of a large wilder beast creature. How long had it been since she found herself trapped in this treacherous forest? No matter where she turned, cut, flew, it all seemed the same. It's like the forest itself was playing games with her mind.
Her crimson armor damaged with deep scratches from clawed beasts, holes from the porcupine creatures she had encountered, and of course soot from the large fire breathing wilder beast she was currently standing on. The creature thought it had a chance against a dragon, fire was basically her natural element for the gods's sake.
