Luz Noceda stood there, her hood up, a glowing ice glyph in her hand, having followed the scouts to protect the local wildlife.
Hunter looked at the fox, then back at the approaching Coven guards. He made a split-second decision that would change everything. 6. Hunting Palismen
Just as Hunter reached out, a bright streak of blue fire and magic slammed into the stall, knocking a crate of screaming mandarins into the air. "Leave her alone, you masked menace!" Luz Noceda stood there, her hood up, a
He spotted a small, red fox palisman perched nervously on a roof nearby. He grabbed it, ignoring its frantic chirping, and turned to retreat. Just as Hunter reached out, a bright streak
He didn't run away. Instead, he snapped his staff, using its energy to create a diversion—a blinding flash of light—and forced the fox into a nearby, safe hiding spot, whispering, "Run."
Hunter stepped through the market stalls, his golden boots clicking on the petrified wood flooring. He saw a small, elderly witch desperately clutching a wooden bat-like creature to her chest. She was trembling. Hunter didn't feel the thrill of the hunt; he felt a dull, familiar ache—the same one that whispered that he wasn't doing enough.