The trees before her practically screamed out to her in pain. Broken off limbs scattered the ground before her, sap and chlorophyll oozed out of the demolished trees, appearing almost like blood. Salem gripped onto the metal brace beneath her thin, white jacket sleeve. The Gaia driller, she reminded herself as she continued running through the woods. Salem, truthfully, didn't have much experience with actual hunting. In fact, she didn’t have much experience at all on the field.
“A bit ballsy of Syne, sending in someone who hasn’t taken a single medic class at the academy yet to accompany three combat majors on a hunt…” She sighed, thinking about how she hadn't even attended her first day of school at the Syne Academy. The moment she put her stuff down in her room, she was told that she was needed on a hunt. All the other medics were busy. A small smile etched its way into her face. “I guess they do thoroughly read the applications,” Salem smirked. She had been studying her mother’s medical notes for years, and had been practicing on her father ever since he got back into the huntsman gig.
It was then she slammed on her breaks, digging her feet into the ground to stop her dead in her tracks. She had reached the meeting point, approximately 2 kilometers into the forest. The deathstalkers home was only about half a kilometer away.
Looking up, could see the birds flying full speed in large colonies out of the forest, as far away from the center as possible. "The Death stalkers haven’t been here long," She spoke, her a voice a little shaky, a combination of how fast she was running, and her fear. The Deathstalkers had murdered 3 people in a nearby village, and had taken away two children she looked around.
“We need to hurry…” She spoke, lowering herself closer to the ground as she waited for the group of combat majors to arrive.
“A bit ballsy of Syne, sending in someone who hasn’t taken a single medic class at the academy yet to accompany three combat majors on a hunt…” She sighed, thinking about how she hadn't even attended her first day of school at the Syne Academy. The moment she put her stuff down in her room, she was told that she was needed on a hunt. All the other medics were busy. A small smile etched its way into her face. “I guess they do thoroughly read the applications,” Salem smirked. She had been studying her mother’s medical notes for years, and had been practicing on her father ever since he got back into the huntsman gig.
It was then she slammed on her breaks, digging her feet into the ground to stop her dead in her tracks. She had reached the meeting point, approximately 2 kilometers into the forest. The deathstalkers home was only about half a kilometer away.
Looking up, could see the birds flying full speed in large colonies out of the forest, as far away from the center as possible. "The Death stalkers haven’t been here long," She spoke, her a voice a little shaky, a combination of how fast she was running, and her fear. The Deathstalkers had murdered 3 people in a nearby village, and had taken away two children she looked around.
“We need to hurry…” She spoke, lowering herself closer to the ground as she waited for the group of combat majors to arrive.