
She would pull her leather hood over her head, it would shade her face and her long white tresses. Her hands would slide along her thighs as she silently inventoried her weapons. Everything was there, secured tightly in place. She picked up the pace as she departed, the only evidence that she was ever there was the footprints she left in the mud.

From the dark and bubbling depths, an inky near shapeless creature stirred restlessly just beneath the surface. A disembodied laughter would erupt from the waters. This was where they would part ways. Stage Three starts today.
S Rank - 30 Min - Topic Left (Shi and Three)