Raven's POV
The night scheduled for the meeting was here. I was attacked by hunters on my way to the meeting.
Their renewed efforts and relentless attack impressed me. but at the same time I had to fight them because they didn't know me.
“ Stand down, I am not here to fight,” I said.
Their movements were calculated, precise. They weren’t amateurs. That much was clear.
Still, they didn’t know who they were dealing with.
“Stand down. I am not here to fight,” I said, my voice low and measured.
But hesitation was not in their nature.
The first one lunged, claws slicing towards my throat. I sidestepped effortlessly.
They were fast.
But not fast enough.
I sighed.
Then I managed to escape them. It wasn't time to fight.
“It's not my time to fight.” I said.
Going ahead with my journ
