She pulled the shaven wooden stake from her chest and smiled.
“Was that supposed to hurt?”
With her supernatural strength, she crushed the robust stake as if it was a tiny twig. The daughter of the legendary hunter prepared her second offensive attack. As scared as she was, she held up her crossbow and aimed it at the creature that murdered her father. The red hot anger fired through her as she set the trigger and fired with no hesitation. Beads of sweat broke out across her forehead, as the creature’s frosty breath trailed down the back of the assailant’s neck.
“ You may have the fire in your eyes, but it can never melt the ice in my veins.”
~SirenCay with help from contributor/Editor Satoshi
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