Asuka rode her elk towards the eastern tower, long black hair blowing in the wind behind her. The girl was the last heir to her small Emishi village. Her father had been looking for a son, one who could continue passing down the family name, but instead he got Asuka, who fought for her village like any good prince would. She just held a different title, which was Princess Asuka. The village expected her to come of age and become the next ruler, the first female to hold a position of power in the village. She was so close, too, only days until she turned eighteen.
The eastern tower rose into view, and she leaped off Yakul when they rode up to it. She climbed the tower with speed, sitting on her knees beside the guard. His face was twisted up in concentration, staring into the distance. Asuka followed his line of sight, to where she saw a long line of destruction. Whatever was coming, it had tumbled through the thick forest around her village. The path which is had followed was red, probably from its blood, but to be bleeding and running so far, there was something unnatural about the thing.
“What is it?” she asked, feeling goosebumps come up across her bare arms.
“I’m not sure, your majesty, but it doesn’t feel right. Feel the air?” The man stretched his hand out, his frown deepening. Asuka did the same, waiting. He was right, the air was stiff. It had a sort of energy in it that Asuka couldn’t think to describe. The only word that came to her mind was evil. “It’s here, Princess,” the man said, breaking her thought. She looked up, standing up on her knees to get a better look at the beast. It broke through the tree line, a tangled mess of something. It looked like a boar, a giant boar, but it was covered from tusk to tail in purple worms, or snakes. Asuka didn’t know, but she had never seen anything like it. The beast stormed forward, smashing into the tower and sending it tumbling to the ground. When she crawled out from under the wreckage, she ran towards Yakul, who paced anxiously.
The three little boys who had warned her were shooting tiny arrows at the animal, making it more mad than anything else. One could see its breath, hot against the cool morning air. Asuka stood beside them, holding the reins of her elk, while the beast turned around to face them again. The purple things fell from its mouth as it breathed, mixed with thick blood and saliva. Asuka met its eyes, fighting the urge to run away from the disgusting thing. It took off at a run towards them.
“Children, run! Go tell the village what it happening, but be safe! Be quick!” Asuka said, pushing the children down the hill towards the village. They listened, out of fear, and Asuka mounted Yakul and ran off in the opposite direction, leading it away from the village.