The Red One

Within the bustling village of the asanbosam, energy was high and excitement was prevalent as the entire village traveled towards a very special destination.

Just south of the village, a rocky lakeside area situated underneath a large waterfall, torches were lit by the dozens to illuminate the surroundings that night had already covered.

The number of villagers was large enough that they were all able to circle the bank and have a great view of the fighting grounds.

The Youn Wouj appeared standing in the middle of the shallow lake- taking a moment to enjoy the feel of the cold water splashing in between her toes.

Her eyes wandered over to the western corner, where the humans that had already been captured were dangling off of a rocky wall that looked like it was going to give at any second.

The Red One became noticeably more excited once she imagined a few falling to their death early and becoming cause for an impromptu meal.