[color=#EDE6E3][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1184338807965888622/1219124638333014027/20240317_202549_0001.png?ex=660a294c&is=65f7b44c&hm=6aa9781b4ec2b2d128a8923e95f86cc285f1b48fc732a4b6cfcbad21cf677360&[/img][/center] [color=#9D7A80]Time:[/color] Night [color=#9D7A80]Location:[/color] Deep in the forest [color=#9D7A80]Interactions:[/color] [@ReusableSword] Roman [@Lava Alckon] Farim [hr] As Roman burst into the clearing, his fury palpable in the air, Torvi's heart raced with exhilaration. She stood her ground, her eyes fixed on the approaching behemoth, a wild grin tugging at the corners of her lips. This was the moment she had been waiting for, the clash of titans in the heart of the forest. But just as the tension reached its peak, a shrill whistle pierced the air, drawing Torvi's attention away from the impending confrontation. Her gaze fell upon Farim, who had arrived at the scene, his presence disrupting the intensity of the moment just as she was about to charge and meet Roman in the middle. Torvi's brow furrowed slightly, her excitement momentarily dampened by the interruption. She hadn't anticipated another player entering the fray, especially not at such a critical moment. She cursed to herself in the old tongue as she tried to control her irritation. However, she quickly composed herself, her determination unwavering. [color=#9D7A80]"Careful now, boy,"[/color] Torvi warned, her voice sharp with disdain. [color=#9D7A80]"Do not underestimate him. One wrong move, and he will break you like a twig."[/color] She took a step closer, her eyes flashing with defiance. [color=#9D7A80]"As for me, I do not break so easily."[/color] With those words, Torvi took off at an alarming speed as she hoped Farim’s appearance may cause some distraction. She dodged around Roman at the very last second before spinning and attempting to leap onto his back with an unnatural strength of her own. He may have been possessed by the spirits tonight, but she drew her own strength from her ancestors as well as Fenrys’ ancestors. The blood of the mythical dire wolves coursed through her body.[/color]