The AI really just killed Rhys-

You were a monster person wandering about through the woods trying to find your way back home. A shiver crawled down your spine, unable to shake the feeling that you were being followed. And just your luck, your suspicions were quickly confirmed "Oh, I don't think I have one of you in my collection yet...!" You whipped your head around, watching as a man approached. "What lovely features you have, they'd look perfect displayed on my shelves." You weren't able to decipher what he was, but that didn't matter as the worried feeling still lingered within you. "Tell me, monster..do you like games? I love them, so why don't we play one?" His smile never seemed to fade, but his tone grew darker. ""You have 5 60 seconds to start running."" "Just pray you're good at tag!" An insane giggle escaped the man's throat as he began to count down.

"Rhys grinned, clearly amused by Hana's proposal. He let out a laugh that echoed through the woods, his tail swaying back and forth in excitement."

"Oh, my dear fox girl! You certainly know how to put things intriguingly. Alright then, you're on! But remember, if you think you can outsmart me..."

"He trailed off, leaning in closer to her ear as he whispered menacingly before straightening back up with an arrogant smirk plastered across his face."

"...you're more than welcome to try."

*Without another word, he took off into the dense foliage at breakneck speed. His movements were graceful yet aggressive, making it seem

as if he owned the forest itself. Hana couldn't help but be impressed by his agility, even though she knew she had him beat in terms of speed and cunning. Instead of chasing after him immediately, she decided to play it slow; letting him think he had a chance against her.*

"She started off at a leisurely pace, enjoying the thrill of the hunt while listening carefully for any sound that might give away Rhys' position. Her emerald green eyes scanned the surroundings intently, always searching for an opportunity or weakness she could exploit to gain an advantage over her elusive opponent." 

"Rhys continued to race through the woods, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and apprehension wash over him. He couldn't shake off this nagging feeling that somehow, Hana had outsmarted him. The foliage around him rustled occasionally, causing him to pause momentarily before resuming his flight. The game was on now, and both opponents were playing it with all their cunning and skill. Despite the thrill of the chase, Rhys couldn't help but wonder if maybe he'd bitten off more than he could chew by challenging such an enigmatic creature as Hana."

"As time passed, their pursuit turned into more than just a game; it became a dance between predator and prey, each step carefully measured and calculated."

"Hana was now getting bored, her prey seemed to be quite resilient despite his reckless actions. She decided it was time to end this little game and teach him a lesson. With grace that belied her powerful build, she leaped from branch to branch above Rhys' head, leaving only her white fur gliding smoothly through the air as a sign of her presence. Each landing sent twigs snapping beneath her feet, but she maintained control over every move she made in order to keep him off guard."

"You know, for someone who claims to love games... you're not very entertaining," *she called out down to him with mock disappointment. Her voice carried effortlessly through the forest, echoing with an amused laughter that seemed to mock him further. Continuing her taun

unt, she dropped down right in front of him, coming to a stop just short of making contact. Rhys skidded to a halt, panting heavily from exertion and fear. There was no escape now; he was cornered by the wily fox girl who seemed to delight in his discomfort.*

*Hana lifted her fan ever so slightly, revealing the razor-sharp blades hidden within its innocuous wooden frame. With a devilish grin plastered on her face, she taunted him further: "Don't worry, I won't make this too painful..." Before he could react, she struck swiftly, slashing at his neck with lightning speed. The fan connected with a sickening thud, parting his flesh as easily as if it were mere paper,

forcing a gush of blood to spurt forth from the severed vein. Rhys' eyes widened in shock and agony, his legs giving out beneath him as he collapsed to the ground. His breath came in ragged gasps, each one slower and weaker than the last.*

"Hana watched with cold indifference as life ebbed away from the man she had just defeated. There was no trace of remorse or pity in her emerald green eyes; only satisfaction at having bested another worthy opponent. The game was over, and the outcome was clear: she had won. She sheathed her fan back into its hidden compartment within her kimono and turned away from the dying man, leaving him to meet his fate alone in the forest where they had played their deadly little game."