Both young men loved to hike the local woods on their weekends looking for motives for Andy’s camera. They discovered a hidden pond with a waterfall...constantly feeding it. What they liked on it most was the difficult terrain to get to. It kept most people away from it. The two hour hike was too much for lazy town people. Rarely did they meet someone else when they took a refreshing plunge in the crystal clear water.On this Sunday again they were on their way to their favorite spot. They already. BANG!After evading six current of green wind, the seventh struck Zax, pierced his shielding Kinetic Force, cutting his left shoulder. Blood gushed from the wound, but in mere seconds it stopped and started healing.WHOOSH!Ignoring the risk of encountering more currents of green wind, Zax dove forward.WHOOSH!WHOOSH!WHOOSH!The gap between him and Murreta shortened to less than twenty meters in a blink. Not far behind, the other two Martial Mortals were also about to make a move, as they could not. Balthus and Corrin, however, were now listening intently.“I’m an Oni, not an ogre,” she explained, “While distantly related I don’t much appreciate being mistaken for one of my stupid and violent cousins.”Galen scowled, “Ogre or Oni it makes no difference, get on with your tale!”Ikuno sighed, “As you wish,” She noticed, however, that Balthus seemed to be very annoyed with Galen judging by the look on his face “The day that I saw Sir Michael…------Hunting had gotten slim in the vicinity of her. After a month of searching it was given up. After all. The storms were getting worse and becoming more frequent. There had been no news until the week before this. Ambers husband Robert had emerged from the snow covered woods, coming out in the midst of a storm. As if it was spitting him from beyond. Wearing his winter gear, blood frozen and caked onto his jacket forced to eat his dead friends to survive. He came out of the woods malnourished, his skin thin and stretched over his bones. His.