The sky appears darker.
Stars shine in the sky.
The full moon gleams.
The sky is clear.
I walk in the street.
It is a market street.
I search for a hotel to have my dinner.
I move forward.
I find a hotel. I am hungry.
I open the door. I step in.
I sit at a table.
The waiter arrives. "What do you want, sir?" he asks.
"Fried rice," I reply.
He turns and leaves my table.
I wait for my order.
He arrives with the fried rice. He serves me the food.
I take the chopsticks. I eat the fried rice.
The hotel door opens.
Someone enters the hotel.
He is a Synen soldier.
He watches me. His face looks full of rage.
"He is here!" the man shouts.
I stand immediately. I draw my line sword.
He lunges towards me. I jump over him. I rush towards the door.
I step out. There are many Synen soldiers.
They surround me.
A soldier charges. He slashes. I parry.
I push him backward. I slash him. Blood spills.
Others rush.
I cleave a soldier. I jump.
I stab one's head. His head shatters.
A soldier thrusts. I dodge. I hack. His body tears through.
I dash. I sever one's hand. Blood drizzles.
A soldier swings his sword. I evade, but too slow. His sword grazes my chin. Blood sprays. Pain surges.
I chop his hip. Blood spills.
Many soldiers arrive. I have to leave this place. I can't fight with them.
There are too many soldiers. I think they are powerful.
I just killed Zyn E Synen soldiers. They are the weakest Synen soldiers.
"Hey! Murderer! Surrender!" a soldier shouts. He rushes towards me.
He slashes. I step backward. His slash misses me.
I thrust him. My sword pierces his stomach. I rip his body horizontally.
"You are going to answer!" a soldier shouts and lunges.
He hacks vertically. I sidestep. He misses me.
He again hacks horizontally. I duck. His sword does not touch me.
I swing my sword upwards. It cleaves vertically.
I have to find a way to escape.
I notice a space to escape.
I rush towards the gap.
A soldier blocks my way. I swing my sword horizontally. It cleaves him.
I run as fast as I can. I turn my head.
I see they are following me. Sweat drips from my head.
I can't maintain the same speed.
I pivot and enter a crowded street. I rush inside the crowd.
The crowd screams. I run.
They are still following me.
I jump.
The street ends.
I am struck. My heart thumps. Fear travels through my veins.
They surround me.