Far from the bright campfires and busy noble camps, Erin Dranemount wandered through the dense Deltou Colossale Forest on the eve of the Royal Hunting Event.
She was by herself with the fire stick, its flickering light creating eerie shapes on twisted trees, and the forest was a labyrinth of shadows, thick with the smell of pine and damp earth. In the firelight, her violet eyes shone clearly.
She had previously deceived her observers by leaving a mana-created clone at her camp to divert their attention, allowing her to slip away undetected. "Where is this place?" she murmured, glancing at the dim, glowing map that was floating in her vision.
The map pointed to a glowing spot, but it was difficult to locate it because of the paths and towering trees in the forest.
Erin continued strolling, all senses on high alert for anyone pursuing.
