Story - 1: 

The group of ten young witch hunters rode on horseback through the dense forest, their weapons drawn and at the ready. They had been tracking a group of witches for days, and they were now getting close. The air was thick with tension and the scent of blood. 

As they rode, the forest became darker and more foreboding. The trees seemed to close in around them, blocking out the light of the moon. The only sound was the sound of their horses' hooves on the soft ground. 

Suddenly, out of the darkness, a group of witches appeared, blocking their path. The witch hunters hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. 

Then, without warning, the witches attacked. They were fast and ferocious, and soon the witch hunters were fighting for their lives.

Some of the hunters were killed outright, their throats ripped open by the witches' claws. Others managed to fight back, but were badly wounded. 

The remaining hunters managed to eventually drive the witches back, but not before they had taken a heavy toll. When it was over, the ground was littered with the bodies of the dead and the dying. 

The witch hunters rode back to their camp, battered and bruised. They would be back, they vowed. They would never give up until the last witch was dead.

Story - 2:

The sun had gone down, and the darkness of night was upon the forest. The witch-hunters, a group of ten young men and women, were gathered around their campfire, talking in low voices and looking nervously into the darkness. 

They had been tracking a group of witches for days, and they knew that they were getting close. The forest was dense and dark, and they had seen strange things moving in the shadows.

 Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance. The group fell silent and listened, their hearts pounding. The noise came closer and closer, until it was right outside their camp.The witches had found them. 

They came out of the darkness, their eyes glowing red, and attacked the group. The witch-hunters fought back, but they were outnumbered and outmatched. The witches were too strong and too fast. 

They killed some of the group, and the others fled into the night, terror in their hearts. They would never forget what they had seen. They would never forget the horror of the witches. 

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