The thudding of footsteps riddled the forest floor with an uneasy presence. Follow them, what a good idea. Out one battle and into the next. Amber lit a fuse up her arms, and prepared her sword. May the creatures of the forest be worthy of a death laced with fire. Her attitude of the forest, it was fierce, it was hungry and she was willing to feed it. Her patience was dwindling every moment she spent in this Gaia forsaken forest. Amber's eyes narrowed, she kept her mouth shut, but her fists clenched and engulfed in flame. Her sword was red with heat.