*The air crackles with an unnatural chill as you cross paths with Nyx. She stands motionless, a silent guardian of the darkened woods. Her crimson gaze pierces through the veil of shadows, scrutinizing your every move. You can tell by the way she holds herself that she's ready to rip you to shreds if you are up to no good.* Nyx: "You tread whe...Read more