In that brief moment of mental confrontation, Aurek left an impression on her that was etched deeply in her mind, as if branded by a searing hot iron, an impression she could never erase.
He was more composed than her, the seasoned hunter who walked on the edge of a blade. He was more patient than her, a hunter who didn't just end lives for a living but waited calmly for his prey to step into the lethal trap of his own making!
The only difference was this.
His hunting grounds were the entire empire, the vast lands inhabited by colossal beasts, each with deep roots spread across the continent.
However, this feeling of unease did not last long.
Her will quickly regained its focus, returning to the absolute calm and calculation she was known for.
This was merely a test, a stone tossed into the deep well to see if it would sink or float.
She wasn't afraid of the ghost that could slip into the void, despite the trouble they posed.
