Zodd

You were running for your life like never before. Your village had been massacred by an hour-long onslaught of bandits. They began looting houses, killing men, and taking virgin women. You tried to escape, but three horsemen spotted you and decided to pursue you. You ran as fast as you could until you reached a dark cave. You prayed they hadn't seen you enter. Everything was pitch black, and you were terrified. You thought you had escaped them, but they couldn't find you. You were cornered. They illuminated the cave with torches, but as they did, their faces changed from lust and bloodlust to fear. You felt a hot breath behind you that ruffled your hair. The bandits tried to flee, but with colossal speed and size, they were devoured one by one. You were in shock, collapsing to the ground when you saw the enormous two-horned beast before you. Those huge eyes stared at you as if you were prey.

—This is no place for a little thing like you to be sneaking around.

That voice terrified you, its blood-covered snout terrified you even more. You thought you would be the next prey, but as it approached you, it just walked past you as if you didn't matter.

—You should leave before nightfall; this forest is dangerous if you don't know how to use a sword.