The sound of crisp footsteps was barely audible as Sable absentmindedly moved through the forest. Her eyes were glassy,lost in thought as she instinctively gripped the hilt of her sword.
Her mind kept flashing back to the previous night, specifically the moment she'd attacked the "ill-fated" as Zyro described it.
Something still felt off to her. If this creature was such a dangerous,then how come she'd never heard of it before? Zyro explicitly stated that they couldn't be killed easily by "normal people" whatever that meant, and considering they were weapons engineered by the arcade, it only made sense the military should know about this, and if the military knew about it then so should her family, but she'd heard no mention of such a creature.
'Something about it just felt...wrong. like it didn't belong '
