Following the chaos that broke out into Yarnham, the towns remaining elders gathered and came to a unanimous decision. They would hire the legendary White Wolf himself, The Witcher known as Geralt of Rivia. Armed with two swords, one made of steel and another of pure silver, capable of cutting even the most raw hide of a beast, Geralt answers the call of his employers. But will this be just another chapter in The Witchers life or his closing chronicle? Find out, only on The Hunters.


The silver-haired sword for hire enters into The Graveyard of the Darkbeast, Paarl. Wielding a sword in both hands, spins them through the air and sheathes them back into the holsters on his back.

"The mob couldn't kill me. Do you think you will?" Geralt asks.

Meanwhile, The Darkbeast Paarl reels his head back and screams into the sky, lighting up with volts of electricity dancing up and down his body causing his fur to stand up.

The fight begins. Geralt starts off with his single-handed weaponary, the steel sword in his right hand and keeps his left palm open for spell-casting. He rolls to the side as Paarl lunges forward at him. Geralt then pushes Paarl back by casting a wind gust with his magic. This does not harm Paarl but it does stun him for a second, allowing Geralt to run beneath him and strike at Paarls legs. Paarl attempts to counter by lunging forward as he bites at the air only to realize he is unable to reach Geralt. Paarl leaps a couple of strides across the field and turns back around to see Geralt. The beast let's out a roar and begins to charge towards Geralt. The Witcher takes his time to switch his spells to fire based magic and burns Paarl for a second before he is knocked back and down to the ground by the beast.

Geralt gets back to his feet only to be caught in a horizontal swipe from Paarls left hand and another by his right before he lashes forward snapping his jaw down at The Witcher. Geralt staggers a bit but manages to roll under the dark beast and flee to a safe distance before cracking a couple of blood viles to heal himself. As Paarl turns around, Geralt swaps his weaponary, still maintaining the single-handed usage, Geralt switches over to his Silver-Forged sword and swaps his spells over to ice based magic. As Paarl charges for him this time Geralt rolls forward, dodging the beasts swipes. He then spins around and casts a tundra-like wind storm at Paarl, turning his body blue and slowing his movement down for a limited time.

Geralt takes the opportunity to roll underneath the beast and cut at him with his Silver-Forged blade, causing more damage than his regular sword but draining his stanima more quickly. Paarl begins to warm back up and curls halfway into a ball. His lighting begins to spark and flicker and grows brighter and brighter. With Geralt right underneath him, Paarl tosses his head up and screams to the sky, releasing a burst of electricity that sends Geralt flying back to the ground and sending him to near death. The Witcher gets back to his feet as Paarl comes back down and locks back onto his Hunter. Geralt dashes away from the beast to find a safe place to crack his last blood vile and heal back half of his health before having to dodge Paarl once again.

Paarl stops, this time right above Geralt. The Witcher resumes stricking the beast while beneath him and switches back to casting fire spells while attacking him. Paarl curls back up, now knowing how to attack The Hunter while he's out of his reach, and charges up his lighting once again. Geralt then turns and strike Paarls face with a series of rapid attacks with his Silver Sword. The strike discharged Paarl and caused him to collapse into a stunned state. Geralt ran around him and to his front.

(Prey Slaying Move)

Geralt took his silver sword and ran it into Paarls face. He then pressed his left hand against it and shot out a fire spell, sending Paarl flying back and off of his blade. Paarl laid on the ground and titled his head up, letting out one last screech to the night sky.


Epilouge:

The sun rose over Yarnham.

The Witcher sheathed his blade and whistled for his stead, Roach. He mounted the horse and rode off to the gate of Yarnham where he was greeted by the survivng towns folk. Geralt dismounted and was approached by one of the townsmen.

"Your payment, as agreed upon." The townsman said as he handed Geralt a sack of gold.

Geralt took a coin out and bit it, confirming it's authenticity. He then dropped it back into the sack and strapped it to Roaches saddles side before climbing back onto him. The villagers parted as Geralt began to make his way through the crowd and to the exit.

"If you don't mind me asking, where will you head to next, Witcher?" The townsman asked.

Geralt continued to ride off and answered with "To the next hunt."