As Helena raced Pegasus along the narrow path in the Silverwood Forest, she paid little attention to the possibility of encountering a band of robbers. The road was known to be treacherous and often deterred would-be attackers. Besides, she carried no valuable goods apart from her trusted steed and her sword. No one knew of her journey through this route today, ensuring a peaceful passage without any interference. Or so she thought.
Unbeknownst to Helena, the Crimson Blades, infamous for their cunning ways, lay in wait for their next victim. Their wicked intent knew no bounds, preying on anyone who crossed their path, regardless of their wealth or station.
"It seems our next target is a beautiful woman," whispered one of the Blades from behind a tree, perched on a high plateau, observing Helena as she sped ahead on her horse.
