[i]The mighty beast was unfortunately wrong, for in fact someone did find him. Just someone...that could be considered different.[/i] [i]Leaves and bushes rustled as a young woman came into the sight of the dragon, standing at a short height of five foot six, with a thin hourglass frame and a weak, frail body. Even then, she was clad in a pair of thick white robes, complemented with red and black tints and shadings. The hood was pulled above the woman's head, shielding her face away from one's sight. A golden and steel claymore rested upon her back, as a broadsword hung loosely at a belt wrapping around her waist. These appeared to be her only weapons, although she seemed to have much more than just that.[/i] [i]As the girl stood in the forest, her head suddenly turned towards the direction of the Ahamkara, before staring straight towards him. How could she not detect him? Such power, such might...it was magnifying.[/i] [i]The facial features were unique themselves; she had an angular, sharp face, with high cheekbones and smooth olive skin. Tufts of brunette hair could he seen, although it was messy and boyish. And yet, the most defining feature were her eyes; completely clouded with a writhing blue essence, her pupils and irises were hidden away by whatever the stuff was, rendering her completely blind. And yet, she could see the Ahamkara, in all of its might...[/i] [u]"You...You pose incredible power... What are you...? Who are you?"[/u]