The Hunt (3)

The sun was setting, and the team stopped advancing under the dimming light. Soldiers got off their horses and equipped themselves with the heavy weapons and shields they brought here. They then tied their horses beside a tree.

Angele let one of the soldiers take care of his black horse and then walked straight toward the logging area to check the surroundings. He saw red flowers growing beside the bushes between the tree stumps. The place was misty and the visibility around was a bit poor.

It was sultry, and the smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of grass was floating in the air. The Knights and the soldiers were trying to find traces of the beast in the bushes. Angele could hear something howling in the forest from a distance.

“Damn Ghost Birds, they’re really making some disgusting noises!” a soldier said in a light tone as he walked passed Angele.

“But they’re tasty.” Another soldier laughed.

“How about we catch some for dinner after we finish the beast off?”