His ax crashed through the underbrush, leaving nothing but splinters in his wake. He is to large to maneuver without creating space for himself. "Come out and die! Stop .. HIDING!"
The dense foliage had no choice but to give way beneath the weight of the undead warrior, creaking and cracking as he charged through it. The huntress by comparison was lithe and swift, though she couldn’t help but stumble a little with how fast she was running and how quickly the environment was changing around her. Her spear was pulled from her back and by her side, ready to defend her home.
She was not going to die. Not today. But she did have to change her environment to even attempt to fight him.
Suddenly, she changed her course, taking a hard left and continuing to run through the undergrowth, clambering up trees to get some higher ground.











