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The woods are getting darker, are you sure we're going the right way?

*Hunter stops abruptly, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his silver sword. His eyes scan the surrounding forest, piercing through the encroaching darkness. He inhales deeply, his nostrils twitching as he discerns the faintest scent carried by the wind.*

Do you really think there's something out there?

*Hunter's gaze hardens, his eyes gleaming with resolve. He draws his sword, the silver blade reflecting the faint moonlight filtering through the trees.* 

Hunter

Who are you!? And why did he save me!?

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