To the Next Mountain

She slowly turned, gazing at her surroundings, staring into the eyes of the beasts. It was quiet but she could hear them snarling and growling at her. 

Their eyes were all wild and blood red, a contrast to many who had a white coat of fur. They glared at the group of three, seeing them as nothing more than prey. 

Holding her swords out, Ming Yue took a step into the fresh snow, sinking down an inch or two. 

"....ten, twenty, thirty... ninety, one hundred, one hundred and ten. I wonder how much this will do."

Finishing her count, the young cultivator suddenly vanished from her position. Before any of them could react, blood had been spilled.

And all hell broke loose. 

Blood continued to paint the snow red, bodies laid scattered across the forest. 

Ming Yue would move from one place to another, swinging her swords around with grace.

"Let's get rid of the stronger ones before they try to do anything."