Far away, in some distant town, there was a typically beautiful settlement that had only recently been formed. It was peaceful, with newly built houses lining its streets, and in one of those houses, a family lived.
Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on their door.
The woman was surprised. She wasn't expecting anyone at this time of night, so she hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to open the door.
Crash!
The wooden door was kicked off its hinges.
The woman stumbled backward as splinters shattered around her. She raised her arms instinctively to protect her face before falling hard to the ground, blood spilling from the cuts on her body. Her children cried out in fear while her husband rushed out from inside the house, both of them trying to understand what had just happened.
She looked up.
Several armored men stood before her, their large swords already in their hands.
"Are you Linga Felt?" one of the men asked, looking at her husband.
