Adamant Madames; with legrettathegunslinger
The knowledge of different worlds wasnât uncommon these days, nor was the means to travel between them. Traversing time and space itself seemed an outlandish concept for most humans, however; but not for the Lord of Spirits herself. In fact, the very notion had proven to be quite addicting. It wasnât all fun and games, mind; she did have a purpose wherever she went. But it was just so fascinating seeing all these different cultures and places, as if a distant breed to Rieze Maxia and its neighbour. Despite all their dissimilarities, they were still fundamentally the same.
  This trip in particular had taken Milla Maxwell to a world called Auldrant. It had taken her a while to get settled; a few terms had been hard to grasp at first, for instance. But eventually, she managed to mingle well enough with this worldâs inhabitants.
  Not so much with the wildlife, however.
  Only a few days after her arrival, Milla had found herself stuck in a field that seemed to stretch on forever. Sheâd come to the conclusion that sheâd simply taken a wrong turn somewhere and ended up elsewhere than intended, but sheâd been too preoccupied to recall which path to take from there â the beasts of this place just wouldnât leave her alone. Be it due to her scent or their natural tendencies, there had been a continuous assault since she stepped foot outside human civilization; sometimes too relentless for Milla to handle on her own.
  One such moment was now. She wouldnât be in much of a position to request audiences with leaders of this world should she end up in the maw of a wolf, so all she could do was fight â but there were so many of them!
  Millaâs breathing was getting somewhat heavy. Sheâd been given a moment to regain her stance as the pack slowly circled around her, treating her like a prey, some tasty morsel to snack on. But Milla had other plans, and no matter what they did to her she would stand right back up again. Their deaths would be an unfortunate means to carve her path, but she simply had no choice.
  What Milla didnât know was that sheâd stepped right into their territory, and the entire pack was ready to fight her off to the death.
