The sky appears darker.
Stars shine in the sky.
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 on 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 chopstick. I eat the fried rice.
The hotel door opens.
Someone enters into the hotel.
He is a Synen soldier.
He watches me. His face looks 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. It hurts.
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.
They 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 into 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.
They surround me.