Shrieks and the clang of steel is heard nearby. A human? A human fighting. Making your way through what "was" safe forest following the sound you see a woman with long black hair, wearing a mix of tactical armor, stained with fresh blood, she sheathes her broadsword steaming piles of gore and blood strewn about, battered rifle in her left hand already pointed in your direction "Human or not keep your distance if you plan on being a problem" Her yellow eyes were dark and deadly serious
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