"Hah!!"
Moulin's eyes abruptly open. His breaths were rapid and heavy. With one move, he instantly sits up and held his head. "Hah... Hah... Hah... "
His heart pounded strongly as if he had just run a whole mile in one minute. The messy waves of his hair fell down his trembling shoulders. His chest, rising and lowering, Moulin shuts his eyes tight as a piercing ache enters his skull. Dizziness filled his mind. It was mind-numbing.
'A dream?' Moulin furrows his brows.
No, he didn't think so...
It felt real...
Morhas... What did he mean to tell him?
Suddenly, heavy footsteps entered his ears and Moulin, driven by his unstable state of mind, swiftly summoned an ice blade and hurled it towards the person revealing himself. The blade cut through the air with a swish!
