WildHunt & Gresh
Ever hear of the midnight hunt where the moon swallowed the sky? I’ve chased a beast that still rattles the bones of our clan.
I know that hunt. The beast still haunts us, but I chase it until it dies.
You got the iron will of the hunter, that beast won't bite you till it’s in the dirt. Keep your fists up, keep the trail hot.
I move where the blood leads. I will not let it slip.We should keep it short, no formatting. That is correct.I move where the blood leads, and I will not let it slip.
Blood's path never falters when the heart beats. Keep moving, keep roaring.
I hear you. The path runs. I stay on it.