Fury

Aries was trailing a suspicious corrupted soul. It was circling around the forest mountain, slipping away from his sight. He was too absorbed in chasing the dark essence that he did not notice someone yelling for help. Not until that someone had grabbed him from behind.

"Help me."

It was a young lady. Her amber hair was short and curly. Her round eyes were dark blue and staring at Aries with desperation. She was wearing a dark green dress and a pair of black boots that were torn and a little bloody. She had cuts on her face, arms, and legs.

"Help me," she whispered again and looked fearfully behind her. A group of possessed men was chasing her. "They want to kill me. Please, help…"

Aries grabbed the young lady and led her near a tree.

"Stay here. Don't move until I tell you to. Understood?"

The young lady fearfully nodded and leaned closer to the tree.