A man dressed all in black, with a hood covering his face, walked slowly through the cold forest.
By his appearance he could pass quietly as a young man in his twenties, but if anyone dared to ask his age, he could not lie.
He was over a hundred years old.
He finally stopped, when he caught a glimpse of the village in all its splendor, with the houses and the road completely covered with snow. Which gave it a totally beautiful appearance, and in the distance the Dimitrescu castle.
Hearing howling nearby, she let out a prolonged sigh and drew her weapon.
-"It's good to be back". He said aloud, with a small smile, just before the brave first Lycan crossed her path.
