Character

Starter

Six days on the run. Six days of no sleep, food or water. Six days and the Shikari was still moving. The hunting party had finally cornered him in a small glade just off the river. He turned, drew his sword and took a stance.

"So you came all this way to die? Huh?" One of the men asked.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." The Shikari grumbled low.