The frosty night air was laden with the metallic scent of spilt blood. Sudden screams and shrieks of pain split the silence, sending shivers of anger down the spine of a tall muscular woman that knelt in the shadow of the trees. Her dark eyes sizzled with fury, in striking contrast to the paleness of her skin. With sudden grace she leaped forwards. She slunk like a shadow across the fields until she reached a large cliff. Moonlight shimmered in her smooth blood red tresses as she leaned up against a small tree. The dark silhouette of a man was knelt over the crumpled figure of small girl. He held a sword to her neck and was slowly cutting into her skin. She screeched and wriggled in pain but with no luck, she remained on the edge of her life. Each second brought her closer to her demise.
The woman stepped out of the shadows, drawing her lips back to reveal rather sharp teeth in a savage snarl.
"Stop!" She bellowed.
The dark figure turned to her. He was wearing a large black hat which shadowed his face, but as he lifted his head, a mocking smile spread over his wrinkled features.
"Here to save your friend?" He snickered, "Not tonight!" His smile grew, his eyes lit up with a gloomy yellow and with a single swift movement of his arm he slit the girls neck. Blood spattered in every direction; the girl screeched before falling to the ground dead...
The woman let a menacing growl pass her lips before springing forwards. With lightening quick movements she unsheathed a long sword from her belt and brought it violently down on the man below her. He raised his word above him in defence and was gone.
The woman landed on the ground. A large gash in her leg oozed scarlet blood. She took no notice to this but rose to her feet once more. Before she could even take a moment to think a sword slid across her neck and pushed frighteningly close to her skin. She held her breath as the man grabbed her hair and slowly pulled her head back.
"You think you can beat me?" He snapped "Foolish child."
Without warning she elbowed him in the gut. He stumbled backwards, releasing her from his grasp.
She spun around and jabbed him in the arm. He yelped in pain and dropped his sword. He brought his hand up to his shoulder and snarled.
"How dare you..." He breathed.
The girl smiled devilishly, "You killed my girl... You deserve it bastard!" she smirked.
She was so busy insulting him that she did not notice that he was muttering something in an odd language. He outstretched his arms and two wolves leaped off his fingertips. Their fur seemed to be made from the winds. They kicked up frosty bits of snow and charged towards her.
She screamed in horror and it all went dark.

