Vol 2: The lily and the vase (3)

Lone clouds swept across a still plain, nothing but the sound of the wind to be heard for miles. One would have thought nothing but swinging grass danced in the plains, but it was far from truth. Like two seas separated by a great stretch of land, two armies stood in absolute silence. The tension of the soldiers reaching close enough to feel the veil of life silenced all. Leading one of the armies, a female general. She weeps her sword across the air at this moment and bellows, “Kill every last one of them!” the army responded with an eruption of roars as they charged into battle.

The female general fought without restraint. Her movements were swift and decisive, but her army was not as strong as her. Soon, there were few of them left on the battle field and later, one she remained. But her sword did not stop. It was an army against one. It was an embarrassing defeat for the other side who fled as though they had met a demon.