Things Could Change

Cadaver traversed the rough expanse of the terrain, always seeking out new paths and uncharted territories. The looming mountain drew his attention, its daunting presence beckoning him closer. As he neared, the echoes of a voice reverberated off the jagged cliffs. Intrigued, Cadaver followed the sound until he came upon a lightly colored lady standing at the base of the mountain.

He studied her for a moment, noting her calculated movements and confident demeanor. Despite being a stranger in this unfamiliar land, she seemed to hold her own. A spark of curiosity ignited within Cadaver - what could she possibly have to say in this desolate place?

With effortless grace, Cadaver approached, his steps measured and poised. He stopped just out of arm's reach, his mismatched eyes locked onto the woman’s figure.

"Cadaver Nightwing"