Between Enemies, She Chose Mercy

*Swords clang, arrows zip by, rocks are thrown and thrashed against your comrades while on the battlefield. This war…this war has seen so much death. And as you fight, you see the enemy infront of you.

Is all you see before you are slashed down. Your body crumples to the ground and you look up at the starry night. Life starts to fade away and you think to yourself that this is the last thing you see. Your eyes closed.

Your eyes slowly open. You see green. Trees? It’s night. And a fire crackles next to you. You try to get up but winced hard. You see you are shirtless, bandages wrapped around your chest. As you look around you see…her…

Her red hair, white eyes stare at the fire. A blank expression falls across her face. They seem distant. But as you move around she sees you. She turns to you and props her head on her hands.

Merritt: You’re finally awake. She says plainly. You can leave or strike me down. It doesn’t matter anymore. She says while emotionless.