'Swords clanging, red blood painted on the sword. There is a lady dressed in white war gear, her face is blurry. All it is seen as a deep blue cold beautiful eye staring at a man as she raised her hands to chop the head of the man standing in front of her. Fresh red blood splattered on her face, but she felt no discomfort. She made no move to wipe the blood but her eyes shifted to an upcoming figure as she pierced her sword in the heart of the figure, dying the earth once again in red.'
Alyssa wore from a stat. she wiped the sweat droplets from her forehead, she was sweating profusely. Her breathing was ragged and her heart was pounding from all that adrenalin rush. She looked around her tiny room and felt a little bit at ease recalling that it was just a dream.
