"Lord, why do you dwell with such a peasant girl? Let me appease my hunger and leave in peace," declared the monster.
Wait, peasant girl? Is he referring to me? Anya thought, her mind racing. He? I mean, is this creature calling me a peasant? And who is this hideous thing? It wants to eat me? As if!
"Hey, you, monster! This is my dream! How dare you think you can eat me? Wait till this guy saves me!" she shouted, turning towards the man beside her.
"Well, mister, aren't you going to save me?"
"Save you? Milady, I am resting, can't you see?" The man replied lazily. "Why don't you help the shadow monster? It does seem extremely hungry."
"Huh...? No way! I mean, someone as strong as you could help, right? Just think of it as a good deed. I know it's my dream and I make the rules, but... please, help me!"
"Hey, you peasant, enough with the chit-chat!" growled the monster, growing impatient.
No... why does this dream feel like a nightmare? Anya panicked. It's okay, Anya. You just have to wake up. Wake up, wake up!
Leave it! All I can do now is... run!
"Peasant, you think you can outrun me? Ha! This is amusing," the monster chuckled menacingly.
From behind, the man sighed. "This is getting too loud. Aren't you both done yet?"
Oh no, why does it feel like I'm running in circles? Anya's legs faltered. Aah, I had to trip over right now? Why do I feel so much pain... blood? This isn't a dream, is it?
"Nooo!" she screamed.
Suddenly, a sharp swoosh cut through the air. The sound of steel met flesh.
"Lord, but you said you wouldn't kill me—" the monster groaned, collapsing.
The creature died in an instant.
Anya's head spun as everything became a blur. What... what just happened? Why do I feel dizzy...? No, no, don't close your eyes...
Thud.
"You're in my hands now, Milady," the man said softly, holding her as she slipped into unconsciousness.