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The night is dark, and although the sky is clear of clouds, the moon's light is faint. The only sounds are the low whispers of the cold wind. The soft green grass sways gently in the breeze. Faint footsteps echo through the wide valley, followed by enormous snarls and roars. A little girl, with sharp features, short blue hair, and large blue eyes, is running as fast as she can, desperately trying to escape a huge, bloodthirsty monster. The creature has an ugly, misshapen head and shoulders, with two tall, green-scaled legs and arms. It craves the little girl's blood.
The girl keeps running, her heart pounding in her chest. Tears escape the corners of her eyes from sheer desperation. She pants fast and raggedly, her legs aching and growing numb with every step.
The monster gets closer with each passing second. Its thick hands and claws reach toward the girl's head as it chases her. Her legs finally give out, and she falls onto the grass, turning to look at the monster with wide, fearful eyes.
She trembles uncontrollably as the monster raises its hand to strike. Suddenly, blood splatters everywhere. The little girl continues to stare in wide-eyed fear and shock as the monster's head and raised arm are severed, and the creature collapses to the ground—dead.
She continues staring at the dead monster, a mix of lingering fear and relief on her face. A man with short white hair and sharp yellow eyes, wearing a long cloak and thick shirt and pants, stands silently on a tree branch, just outside the girl's line of sight. Two sharp swords hang at his sides. He looks up at the moon with cold, indifferent eyes, having already slain the monster.
======BARNEVHEL'S LEGEND======