Talking about The Crimson Revenants - Part 3.

"Wait here" — Corvo whispered.

Stella's hands were shaking while he slowly walked away into the darkness of the forest. What she could barely see was thanks to the moonlight which bathed the cave's entrance. She felt a cold drop of sweat going through her right cheek. Her hands were shaking, and she, remembering what she was supposed to do, took her dagger out of it's sheath. While holding it with such strength that it started to hurt, a bolt of a crossbow suddenly flew by hitting trough one of the goblin's neck. Corvo appeared running seconds after while the other Goblin started to scream. He kicked it's face with such strength that the goblin flew away, hitting a tree and fading from the impact. Wielding a mace, Corvo raised it with both hands, and after pointing it to the sky, he hit the Hobgoblin in it's head while he was still confused, not knowing what was happening.

He dealt with the situation in mere seconds, and to Stella, the figure of a man covered in black wielding a crow's mask tainted in red blood in the middle of a night, while the dim moonlight bathed it's darkness, seemed like something really beautiful, so beautiful that she almost forgot that he had killed three living beings in less than a minute.