Entering The Village

For hours and hours without rest, the young man walked. The girl struggling to follow behind, continuously tried working out and making sense of all the strange occurrences which had happened so far. 

However, she had little to no luck in reaching a conclusion as none of what she had seen made sense. 

What was the wandering devil? Was he a human? Why a devil of all things, when those who stain the battlefields with blood are called warriors. There were still so much she didn't know, but as time passed, the thoughts began to seep from her mind as she wondered when exactly they'd get a break. 

The blizzard raged on yet the temperature around them still remained warm. For her, following him was both comfortable and uncomfortable. 

Finally, her pleads and prayers seemed to have been heard as she spotted a small light coming from far outside the trees in the forest.