In a forest somewhere in the world.
The sound of the birds are non-existent. Only the sound of the wind. The sound of the leaves fluttering. The sound of the grass swaying.
There is a woman. Long black hair, tall, beautiful and have a bow and arrow on that bow. She seems to be waiting for something.
Her eyes look around.
She just stands there. Not moving, still like a statue. The wind blows and the leaves flutters, the grass sways and suddenly something fly up.
It was a bird. However, it is not a normal bird. It has the upper body and wings of an eagle with the lower body of a griffin
Its body is golden, its wings red, and its face is white, most notable for its prominent beak.
And there is a crown of fire on top of this bird head.
This woman smiles, raise up her bow and then she releases it.
It was just a simple movement.
But from the moment she pull the bow, it was like the wind in the entire forest gathers on her bow.
