83 The Gloomy Fortress

Starfall Year 831, 17th of December. Evening. Dark Forest fortress in Moldova. On a snowy night.

The weather did not provide any form of mercy for the poor soldiers who had just finished a tough battle. The snow and cold wind blew onto the alleys and between the towers and layers and layers of thick snow.

 The gloomy sky had created a heavy atmosphere for the soldiers to live in. Now, there was nobody left walking along the stony path. There were only broken weapons and damaged armor scattered on the side of the road. Their masters were probably dead by now or maybe a few lucky ones who had still managed to survive. Needless to say, a catastrophic occurrence had just happened there.

There stood a young lady with silver hair, walking down the path with green eyes glancing at her surroundings. There were no emotions that could be seen from those pair of eyes.