An unobstructed scenery lies ahead bellow. The man tighten the rope that bind his backpack. Aside from a crude bow that stradle on top of his back and a neat bundle of rope that binded on the side of his backpack no more additional feature looks on his backpack. The man itself use a cloak that somehow look heavy, with a little icy coating that accumulate for the past few hour he climb down the mountain.

He now sit leaning on the cliff, amazed and dazzled by the scenery offered by the nature. The fatigue, both physical and mental that accumulate by the countinous effort of climbing and maintain his spells that sustain the temperature and proper air pressure was instantly blown away by the scenery.

After a moment of rest and few gulp of fresh water he stood, his steady breath dawning a white fog each time he exhale. The last metres of his climbing is easy. Helped by the staircase that appear on few places, offering him an easy footing

Time passes, when at least he appear on a stone paved yard, at the middle of the yard a lone beauty statue stood, covered with moss on most part. His mind wander arround with the scenery. What was happen here, what makes this place deserted, what kind of people lives here. An uncertain though passes his mind.

He walk slowly toward the statue, then stopped, stand at the front of it when suddenly he open his mouth

"Come out" he says slowly while keep his gaze at the statue. "This is rather ankward situation for my first contact with another living being" he thought.

Few moment passes with nothing happen, when suddenly a shadow appear from the tress at his side. Accompanied by a soft bells ringing. "Is this a newest trend on people. Or he's just a little strange. the man though again."

the man bow a little toward the statue then turn to face the shadow. "I mean no harm" he says toward the shadow. Which replied by a surprised looks on the shadow feature

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The shadow almost answer when suddenly a roar sound from the forest at the background. While both of them still stay still

The man look uncaring but the shadow somehow feel tense, the shadow just can find out the man strength, the man uncaring act just added a doubt to the shadow.

The shadow flicker, leaving a metal object that move fast toward the man, the man sidestep a little then turn his gaze at the shadow direction.

The man stay still awhile, but his hand reach his pocket, fidgeting, try to find something.

Seeing this the shadow lunge toward the man, A dagger held in his right arm. When the shadow reach the man he stab trough the man head which turn out only an afterimage. The man itself already move few step behind, his hand still fidgeting on his pocket.

The shadow flicker again, this time move toward the man faster. A series of fast dagger slash aimed toward the man which dodged effortlessly by the man.

The man hand stop fidgeting. he pull his hand out of his pocket now which only make the shadow tenser.

"You want a jerky" ask the man.

"...." the shadow stop flickering, reveling an dog eared man that look shocked. The shadow then retreat few step. Seathing his dagger back into the scabbard. Eyes still fixed into the man.

The shadow reach his hand to the jerky, this time the tense was erased from his face. when suddenly another roar heard from the background which followed by a series of bells ring. The shadow flicker again. This time retreating toward the center of the sound source.

"He dont want a jerky" the man says slowly. Which then started running toward the sound too.