The fire in his eyes burned high and hungry, and the cold winds of the morning only augmented his appetite for the hunt, he was counting the minutes until the break of dawn, the agreed upon signal for the beginning of the hunt, and not any hunt, his first bounty hunt, the thought alone was enough to make him shiver, the the excitement made his eyes burn harder.
He has gone on several hunts before, but he was always accompanied by his master, and he was often tasked with long range support which made him feel secondary and out of action, this was his first solo hunt, and that thought recrossed his mind and made him ecstatic, ''this is it'' he thought, I am in my elements, and he gave a humble prayer to his god for letting him reach this point.
His breath drew near at the sight of his first prey, for a casual bystander the roles would be clearly defined; his prey was a creature of huge physique and monstrous swords, he was a demon soul easily ten times the size of an average adult male, he had a scythe on his back and he seemed eager to use it on ill fated hunters, his teeth pulged out his mouth showing six furious fangs, and his eyes were as cold as ice, enough to stop the hearts of daring adventurers, his eyes sounded very clear whispering '' Do not tempt your fate, death creeps with a scythe'', his scythe had a silver blade with black stripes, and a red handle, and his dark grey skin felt like cold winds on graveyards.
The dead of winter, snow fall, silver scythe, the hunter's eyes burned even more, he had lost all reasoning at this point, he looked up at the grey clouds and grinned, he always saw himself dying in an open space and buried by the snow, but he could tell this was not his time,there was no open space, this was the town centre, and for some hidden reason he knew he could easily win this demon, maybe even tame his soul and harness it, and the scythe would be the cherry on the top of the cake, even though he did not like silver, but even if he does not use it himself it would still sell for a good price, enough to buy him genuine fur to last him the winter.
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