BAM!
In another part of the battlefield, a massive crater carved into the earth stretched out—tens of meters deep and nearly a hundred meters wide.
In the middle of this scarred landscape, a lone woman stood, surrounded by an endless horde of Skinwalkers that crawled toward her with murderous hunger.
The thin, nearly translucent fabric covered her hips, revealing smooth skin and teasing the lustful hunger of the beasts surrounding her.
Her hands burned with searing flames, flames so intense they scorched the earth beneath her feet.
Every step she took left charred ground in her wake, her white, barely-there cloth wrapping loosely around her body, hips swaying in the wind.
The fire crackled off her fingertips, making the intricate black tattoos that spiraled up her arm stand out even more against her pale, glistening skin.
