[The peace and tranquility of the island was interrupted by the sound of the bells ringing. The heralding signaled an end to Selene's meditation and contemplation. Danger was coming, lurking behind them and threatening that calm that she had come to cherish. Pulling her swords from her sheaths, she steadied herself, watching over the horizon for whatever threat was coming.

Her hands tightened and gripped the hilts of the blades, a snarl rising to her lips. She hadn't had a good fight in a long while.

She would enjoy this one immensely.]