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The echoes of battle had resounded against the darkness, she would recognize the cries and crazed laughter all around. Metal clashing with metal, cleaving with flesh and the dropping of armor could be heard. The snow elf was tussling around on her bed, left and right and kicking her feet. It seems she's having the night terrors...

...but was it really?

There was one memory that flashed in her mind. The death of her orc companion: Malakaus by the hands of a human who went mad as she was being pulled away by people who wore almost the same uniform. She would see the familiar icy blue fur standing in front of her, howling and barking before suddenly opening her eyes out of fear.

[color=00aeef]"Tundo!"[/color] She called out to her contracted spirit, who yipped at the small shriek of his Mistress. He was just sitting on the floor, looking concerned for the well-being of Blanc. [color=0054a6]"It is alright Blanc, it is me. You are safe now."[/color] With those words in mind, she had calmed down a little as she took in her surroundings. It was nothing but a small cozy room. But where was she at this point?

[i][color=6ecff6]"Lunch is ready!"[/color][/i]

Lunch? How long was she asleep? With a stretch of her arms, she would stand up slowly and look at the mirror to fix her appearance before moving down with Tundo by her side. Maybe she will ask questions to whoever was out. The snow elf opened the door, a resounding creak emanating as she pulled it, letting herself out before closing the wooden door behind her.


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