[i]Sitri sat up and scratched his head, groggily glancing around at his surroundings.[/i]
“Wha-what?”
[i]He asked, too dazed to comprehend where he was or how he got there. As he slowly got to his feet he heard the howling and froze.[/i]
“H-hey! Who’s there?”
[i]He yelled in a slightly frightened tone. His face looked paler than normal, despite his skin tone being deathly white.[/i]
English
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Nothing responds to his voice. The forests are dark, and you can barely see a foot ahead of you.
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Edited by Sliver Greylen: 9/15/2022 10:05:45 PM[i]Sitri stumbled through the dark, almost tripping over roots and felt his way around with his hands outstretched in front of him. These woods were a place unlike anywhere he had been before. Without his underlings it would be difficult to navigate this unfamiliar territory. [/i] “Akuma, is that you? Where are you?” [i]Sitri knew there would be no response and cursed under his breath. Akuma was always away when not needed. He continued to fumble around in the darkness as his cloak dragged through the muddy ground.[/i]
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A wind starts to blow through the woods, oddly cold for the time.
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[i]Sitri moved towards the wind, the cold giving him extra strength.[/i] [i]~When I get back to the castle Akuma is going to pay for this little stunt…~[/i] [i]Sitri thought in his head as he made his way through the forest, still fumbling around with his cloak dragging in the mud.[/i]
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Something shrouded in darkness leaps onto the cloak, tearing at it!
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[i]Sitri yelped in surprise as he felt something tug at his cloak. In response, he swiped behind his back with one of his hands, hoping to scratch back at whatever was attacking him.[/i]
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It leaps away, and runs into the woods.