I was walking through a forest, searching for some pesky teenagers that made a channel on killing weaker magical beings. I clenched my hand on the sword's hilt, ready to slash if something dared attack. I relaxed a bit when I saw a bunny run by. I stroked my hair back out of my face. I heard giggles, I ran up to try to catch the teenagers but was met with an open area among the trees. I sigh in frustration Stupid teenagers. . . Making my life more difficult and taking unnecessary risks.
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