She was too afraid to even attempt to do anything. He pulled her along, past a few trees. Looking up past the canopy of the sparse forest, she saw a mountain slope, dominating the view. When he stopped she refocused ahead of them. A hooded man stood peering at her through a mask, painted like a black animal with gleaming white teeth. A panther. His bronze hair hung over his shoulders, his hands folded in front of him calmly. He was a head taller and seemed to command, his presence told anyone that he was in charge. “Master.” The man holding her arm bowed his head in respect.

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