Control
WASD - Move. LMB - Shoot. Mouse Wheel - Change weapon. R - Reload. P - Pause. Space - Jump.
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The shadow-drenched woods hum with unseen movement—your crossbow’s grip chills your palms as you stalk deeper into the undergrowth. Goats lurk here, their ragged breaths hidden beneath the crunch of leaves and distant howls of the wind. They’re not prey. They’re a plague—gnarled horns slicing through fog, eyes glinting like cursed coins in the moonlight. Your pulse thunders as you crouch, sights locked on a silhouette grazing near a gnarled oak. One shot. Two. Bodies drop, but the forest keeps twisting, alive with their skittering hooves. You reload, boots sinking into mud reeking of rot and iron. Every snapped twig, every rustle in the bracken, sharpens your focus. They’re faster than they look—faster, hungrier, wrong. Blink, and they’re gone. Hesitate, and those serrated horns carve into your ribs. No maps. No mercy. Just the creak of your bowstring and the primal drum of your heartbeat driving you deeper. The herd thins, but the woods grow darker. They’re watching. Always watching. Empty your quiver. Leave no hoofprint untracked. This isn’t hunting—it’s a purge. And the forest won’t breathe clean until the last goat falls.
