As the sun rose over the ravaged landscape, the knives began to stir. Their blades, once dull and lifeless, now hummed with a malevolent energy.
Our heroine, a skilled warrior with a penchant for getting into tight spots, stood at the edge of the battlefield, her eyes fixed on the horizon.
The knives, now a swirling vortex of steel and death, charged towards her with a ferocity that defied comprehension.
And so, she drew her trusty appendix sword, ready to face off against the unrelenting horde.
But little did she know, the knives were not the only threat she faced. A dark figure lurked in the shadows, watching her every move. Meet the Dark Figure