Yuna adjusted her bear-themed hood, the soft fabric a stark contrast to the gritty atmosphere of the Crimson Vulture Inn. She had only been in this world for a few days, but the local Adventurer’s Guild had already given her a reputation: the girl in the ridiculous suit who could punch through solid oak.
She raised her hand, her Bear Suit glowing with a faint, blue aura. "Bear Light!"
Yuna walked over to the now-unconscious predator and pulled out a small carving knife. "The Guild is going to owe me a lot more than ten silver for this."
The forest exploded in a flash of brilliance. The rampaging bear turned, its eyes red with bloodlust, and charged. It was a literal force of nature, snapping ancient trunks like toothpicks. Yuna didn't move. She waited until the beast was inches away, its hot, rancid breath hitting her face. "Bear Punch," she said softly.
As she began the tedious task of harvesting the materials, Kumakyu nudged her shoulder, looking for a treat.
"Are you sure about this, kid?" the Guild Clerk asked, sliding a parchment across the scarred wooden counter. "The quest says 'Cull the Forest Predators,' but witnesses say there’s something... bigger out there." Yuna didn't blink. "It's fine. It's just a quest."
She stepped out into the sunlight of Crimonia, her bear-paw boots making a soft thump-thump on the cobblestones. By the time she reached the treeline of the Whispering Woods, the air had turned cold. The usual sounds of birds and rustling leaves were gone, replaced by a heavy, unnatural silence. Then she saw it.
