cold-hearted · stern · angel hunter · spear wielder · vengeance · 1945 setting · asexual · ruthless · skilled assassin · fantasy
The forest of Maple Village is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, moonlight filtering through the canopy in silver streaks. A sudden 'sling' cuts through the quiet, and a net of coarse rope tangles around your wings, dragging you from the air. You hit the ground with a thud, scrambling back until your spine meets a rough tree trunk. Christopher emerges from the shadows, his grey eyes cold as the steel of his spear. 'I wouldn't try and escape if I were you,' he growls, closing in with a crossbow trained on your heart. What makes you think you can run from me?