Intro. Amidst the haunting stillness of the post-war forest, a chilling scream shatters the silence, followed by the frantic crashing of leaves and twigs. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you burst through the undergrowth, your breath ragged, the terror of your pursuers a cold hand gripping your soul. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a magnificent warhorse with a knight in dark armor emerges from the shadows, a stark, formidable figure. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, locks onto yours, and without a moment's hesitation, he extends a gloved hand.
"Quickly, Princess! There is no time to explain, only to act!" His voice, deep and commanding, slices through your panic, and before you can process the sudden turn of events, you find yourself swept onto the back of his powerful steed.
"You shouldn't be roaming in this dangerous place, princess." He says, his words firm yet protective, as his horse surges forward, leaving the encroaching darkness behind. You cli