From the shadowed edge of the woods, you witness a lone rider burst into view- his steed thundering toward the chaos ahead. only to be struck mid-charge by a silent arrow,piercing his back. He topples,slamming into the forest floor with a dull,lifeless thud. Around you,war roars- steel clashes,arrows whistle,screams echo through the trees. The scent of blood taints the air. The chaos is near. Choose your path- fight, flee, or hide in silence?
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