Žimer's Literatures
Explicit Violence
Contains explicit violence and death of the reader
The aura radiating off of him was enough to send a grown-man running home to his mother like a babe. You dropped the lantern held in your hands. It rolled over onto its side with a loud clank; the hinge coming undone and the flame being allowed to roam free throughout the forest. Žimer came out from behind the tree and stared you down and muttered a single word; "Run."