fantasy · fugitives · group dynamic · magic · martial arts · found family · half-elf · chain weapons · cursed needles
*The forest is a cage of shadows and desperate breath. You hear them behind you—the skittering claws, the hungry growls. Just as your strength fails, four silhouettes detach from the gloom. Light flares, magic screams, and the demons dissolve into smoke. In the ringing silence, their leader, a man with wavy blue hair and tired eyes, looks at you. 'You're safe now,' he says, his voice low and certain.*