Ten days ago.
It was a normal winter day in the mountain village.
Across the river, in the forest, Kelton and the villagers were working on the houses for the beggars Nolan brought.
"Who are you!?" A shout sounded throughout the forest. "ARGHHHHH!" Soon after the shout, a scream sounded before dying down.
"Aghhh!"
"Aghh!"
More screams followed after.
"What is happening?!" Kelton grabbed the spear he always kept close by and ran toward the source of the screams.
When he arrived there, his eyes widened at the sight.
An unknown man wearing chain armor on his clothes stood on top of several dead bodies. The man held a sword covered in blood.
As Kelton arrived, the man instantly, almost robotically, turned his head toward Kelton. It turned his head so suddenly and with such force, that a bone-cracking sound sounded.
His eyes were red, and he gave off an unpleasant, eerie feeling.