Soldiers of the Wild Hunt

“The Wild Hunt?” She asked, a foreboding shiver running down her spine. “Shinay?”

They looked at the attacking Council dogs, still locked into motion and behind their skeletal faces, she could swear she felt derision.

“We shall kill all of your enemies for you.” They declared.

The Wild Hunt, Freya grasped to understand this impossibility taking place in front of her very eyes. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place and so she said nothing as they made a chittering noise amongst themselves and met the Council dogs mid-lunge.

Time resumed again and it was her first time seeing the Council dogs falter. To them, the Wild Hunt materialised from thin air and though shaken, all six of them fought to their very last breath.

If Freya wasn’t so wary of what she just unlocked, she would have appreciated the beauty really. The Undead to fight the Undead, it was a fight that should be written down in details for the histories. From their very first collision, the battle was a short and