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The Revenant drifted through the dark woods, pondering what to do next, when she heard the sounds of laughter.

Human laughter.

She followed the source of the noise, and the sight filled her with rage.

There, two adult humans, most likely hunters, were smiling and laughing with glee as the tortured a small lone Beowolf. She watched in horror as the male Huntsman twisted the Grimm’s arm. He let it feebly crawl away for a few moments, before the Huntress stepped on its back and dislocated its other arm as it howled in agony. The Revenant was shaking with pure rage.