451. SHERIA

A blurry figure shot across the sky creating a streak of sorts as it crossed many kilometers in a matter of seconds.

A random portion of the forest below it saw its descent, and immediately it reached the ground huge cracks spread in the terrain.

A muffled curse exited the cloaked figure, revealing that it was a woman.

The forest around her trembled as she strode forward. Trees curved and moved backward as if bowing to her, the very earth shifted to allow that path possible.

More mutters left the black cloak but the lady soon pulled off her hood.

"These things need to be more flexible," her tone remained annoyed, and her accent and language were foreign to that of the Cusk Nation.

Long green hair, pale skin pointy ears. An elf.

She stopped at a particular spot on the opening path.