[Scene: Blackmoor Forest – Night – Blizzard Warning]
FX: Tree branches rattling in the storm 🌲🌪️
FX: Snow slamming against the ground ❄️
FX: Low growls… distant at first… then louder. 🐺🐾
[Wide shot: Blackmoor Manor in the distance — a dark fortress under white skies.]
Inside the storm, something moves.
Three pairs of glowing red eyes flicker between the trees.
[Scene: Kaelith's study – same night]
FX: Thunder crashes ⚡
Kaelith stands by the window, his hand on the hilt of his sword. His coat flutters slightly from the cold seeping through the glass.
Kaelith (thinking):
"Something's wrong. I feel it in the air…"
[Visual: Elara walks in silently with a tray of tea. She pauses, tilting her head like she hears something too.]
[Elara]:
"Something's coming."
[Kaelith] (nods):
"Get inside. Lock the doors."
[Elara] (quietly):
"I can fight."
[Kaelith] (sharply):
"I said, lock the doors."
She bows—but her eyes don't leave his.
Elara (thinking):
"Even if he commands it… I won't let him die."
[Scene: Manor Courtyard – a few minutes later]
Kaelith stands alone in the snow. His cloak dances in the wind. He draws his sword.
FX: SCHING! ⚔️
The cursed beasts reveal themselves.
[Visual: Monstrous wolves, black as shadows, with glowing red veins. Their bodies pulse with corrupted magic.]
Kaelith (thinking):
"Cursed spawns from the northern tombs… someone sent these."
They leap.
Kaelith meets them head-on.
FX: SLASH! ROAR! CRACK!
He spins through the air, his blade slicing the first beast clean in half. Blood sprays across the white snow.
He blocks the second.
The third—larger, smarter—waits in the shadows, eyes locked on Kaelith's blind spot.
[Cut to: Elara inside, watching through a window]
Elara (thinking):
"He's fast… but he's surrounded."
FX: Heartbeat racing
DOOM-DOOM. DOOM-DOOM.
She opens the door—disobeying his command.
[Scene: Outside — just in time]
The third beast leaps from behind—
Kaelith turns too slow—
FX: ROOOOAR!
[Visual: Time slows down]
Elara runs, barefoot, through the snow.
Her body twists mid-air.
[Visual: Her arms spread wide, intercepting the beast mid-flight.]
FX: CRACK!
The creature's claw tears into her chest.
Blood explodes across the snow.
[Kaelith]:
"ELARA!!"
[Visual: She falls hard, her silver hair fanned across the white ground like a shattered halo.]
Kaelith roars in rage.
He strikes the beast with raw fury.
FX: BLADE CRACKLES WITH LIGHT — LIGHTNING SLASH! ⚡⚔️
FX: BOOOOM! — The beast explodes into black mist.
[Scene: Kaelith kneeling in the snow, cradling Elara's body]
Blood seeps from her wound. She's pale. Her breath is shallow.
[Kaelith] (trembling):
"Why…? I told you to stay inside."
[Elara] (softly):
"You didn't order me to… stay alive."
Kaelith (thinking):
"Why is she smiling? She's dying…"
She reaches up and touches his cheek.
[Elara] (whispering):
"I was made for this. I exist… to protect you."
[Kaelith] (angry):
"Don't say that. You're not a weapon—!"
[Elara]:
"I am, Master. But you made me… feel human again."
[Scene: Flashback – blurry memory]
Chains. Pain. A voice in the dark.
Mysterious voice (echo):
"Become his sword. His shield. His shadow."
[Scene: Present – snow falling harder now]
Kaelith rips off part of his cloak and presses it to her wound.
[Kaelith]:
"I won't let you die. Do you hear me?"
Kaelith (thinking):
"Someone did this to her. Used forbidden magic. She didn't choose this. But she's still… choosing me."
Her eyes flutter closed.
[Kaelith stands, lifting her in his arms]
His blade still glows with power.
[Kaelith] (coldly):
"I don't know who sent those beasts…"
He looks up toward the forest, eyes burning.
[Kaelith]:
"…but I'll burn their world to ash."
[Scene Cut: Deep in the forest – unknown figure watching]
A hooded figure stands in front of a glowing crystal orb, watching Kaelith carry Elara inside.
[??? (smirking):
"She broke the command… for him. So the bond is cracking…"
[???] (darkly):
"Soon… she'll remember everything."
[Final Scene: Elara's room – later that night]
She lies in bed, her chest bandaged. Moonlight spills across her face. Kaelith sits beside her, silent.
[Kaelith (whispers):
"You're not a weapon to me. You never were."
She doesn't answer. But a single tear slides down her cheek.
[To be continued…]