The Lone Man. Edit.The Lone Man
A cry echoed through the trees, the forest flourished with creatures of the darkness. One sole creature whimpered in pain above all other sounds. All would have had tears in their eyes upon hearing such a powerful screech. One soul that stood in a clearing dashed to the source of the cry. The determination set upon his face would have made the will of armies cast aside. Dressed in leather, a trench coat of wear no less, billowed behind him as he thrust his legs forward. A panic was brewing underneath the serene determined face. His speed was unlike the typical parlor that the world took as normal, natural. Another cry was echoed, from the one sole creature. At that point, the male that hurried to the aide of the shrieks became enraged, his mask of calm withered upon hearing that horrific pained yelp.
Though he of thin build had much power in his frame, his speed proved that fact. Pushing himself forward in one quick bound, he came upon a place of blood. He gave