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Locks of raven feathers can be seen running through the forest, sword in hand, and hounds on her tail, as she comes to a clearing a burst of water comes forth and kills the hounds, golden dust being washed away as the girl falls to the ground panting.

Eventually she gets up, the sword turning into a charm on her bracelet, she continues her journey through the forest till she stumbles across a bundle of blankets, blankets that hold a child, "What the fuck?" She whispers under her breath.

She crouches down and picks up the baby, cradling the child in her arms as she stands, but she pauses when she sees the child's eyes, one would think it was a normal baby, brown hair, pale skin, but her eyes tell a different story, a bright blood red.

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