Dyed In You

“Alina… There’s nothing you can do…”



“I… I know, but I can’t just sit in comfort and safety while the knights and other healers are fighting for their lives.”



“Alina, look around. There are no healers here. They’ve fled to safety. You need to go now.”



Glancing around, she saw that most of the knights were overpowered by the sheer force and numbers of the enemy’s soldiers.



‘No matter how selfish and obnoxious they were, no one deserves to be slain like this… No, it is more like a slaughter... But… What can I do?’ Alina thought as she looked down at her hands.



‘All I did was get blood on my hands. Worse, this isn’t even my–’ the girl’s eyes widened in realization as she gasped.



“...blood.”



In an instant, the girl rushed towards a fallen knight who laid merely a couple of feet away and grabbed at his heavy sword. Alina lifted the sword as high as she could but hesitated for a moment and bit her lower lip.



“Alina! Noooooo!” the knight yelled but was too late. Alina had already plunged the sword downwards as hard as she could.

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The next thing Alina knew, she was in a strange place.



“Where am I? Wait... Isn’t he the commander of the enemy soldiers?”