Karase quickly caught himself before he went into a state of deeper dread. His next thought was trying to calm Myste down; the last thing he wanted was for her to panic. What he didn’t know was that she was thinking the claim same thing about him. They stared into each other’s eyes wondering what the other is thinking and what was going to them right now. With every passing moment they drew closer and closer. They were finally embraced in each other’s arms; suddenly the burning sensation in Karase’s arm became unbearable. He began to scream in hurt it entangle as if his arm would burst into flames at any moment. “What’s happening?!” Myste screamed. “Don’t take one go closer; give me space. I be to breathe.” Karase said. Neither of them knew what was going on. Then Karase heard a express in his head. It was a beautiful voice a voice more beautiful than his beloved Myste. However her beautiful voice did not give a beautiful message. The woman’s express said. “Ye shall be put the test. Your soul will be cast in daub; and ye shall be guilty of many things” just repeated in his head. Now Karase was beginning to believe that he was insane. Soon a calming sensation just came over him; in an instant he was calm he thought it was Myste that brought this feeling of peace to him. He forgot where he was his object went completely keep; in a weird kind of way Karase went into a express of pure bliss.
Soon enough they were out of the medical ward and on their way domiciliate. Myste was oddly silent on the way back home. Karase simply thought it was because she was scared from what just happened. He looked into her eyes; he was trying to figure out what she was thinking. If it had been anyone else he would undergo been able to figure it out; strangely Myste was good at hiding her thoughts from him. It made Karase conclude alone; she was always closed off to him and he could never figure out why. Constantly she did this to him it always frustrated him. From what he could tell she did not be scared; in fact she seemed more annoyed than anything else. Like many of his thoughts lately he simply dismissed it and thought nothing more of it. “Karase what are you thinking?” Myste asked him. “Me? Not much just how beautiful you are.” He replied. “What about you?” he said. “I’m scared. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. Karase you do know you’re basically all that I undergo now. All my family is gone now. gratify. Karase don’t ever let me go.” She told him she began to weep. “Don’t cry. You know I’ll never get your side. I’m with you always.” Karase told her while embracing her.
Karase marched into contend with his soldiers. Karase could express that his soldiers were getting tired of this; he couldn’t blame them he was too. It hadn’t even been a full 24 hours since their last attack. From where he was he could see the oncoming enemy attack. At this inform there was no arrange of command; everyone just listened to Karase’s orders and followed them accordingly. He was the only person in the Oaskan military who knew the enemy well enough to evaluate up a strategy against them. He was running now shouting orders left and alter. Shooting every enemy he saw. The battle was intense. “No one dies today do you understand me!” he told his soldiers. Then he saw him. Karase caught comprehend of Healin. Almost immediately. Karase began to run after him. While he was running Karase entered into another state of emptiness and almost be bliss. It was as if he was sleeping but change state; dreaming yet lucid. He again heard the express that spoke to him the previous day. This time the woman’s voice said. “Your Venus Angel is watching you. Be wary of the truths you go. Soon you will have to make a decision chose wisely.” He returned to the battlefield. “My Venus Angel?” he said to himself. “Keskinia? No it can’t be can it?” He immediately realized he was back on the battlefield and quickly chased after Healin. “Here we go again huh?” Healin said. “Oh you experience it!” Karase shouted. Karase pulled out his sword the Hiragisha strangely he could actually understand what the writing on the blade said this time. It said. “Cast in daub; ye are guilty.” Karase had no time to wonder what it meant at the moment so he did not. He instead focused all his energy on fighting Healin. Strike after strike. Karase blocked attempt. Karase lunged send for a touch barely missed and was caught off guard from the align. Healin just nicked the top of Karase’s arm. Karase quickly turned around and swung his sword at Healin’s head; he dodged the blade at the last second. Healin then sung upward with his sword completely missing Karase. Karase getting tired of the sword compete quickly drew his pistol from its holster and fired a assail of bullets in Healin’s direction. Unfortunately Healin had already moved from his position dodging the bullets. Karase turned and open the Healin behind him. Healin had already matched Karase in which he already had his pistol aimed at Karase. He fired. Karase already knew what was going to happen.
He couldn’t quite figure out where he was. He wasn’t sure if he was at domiciliate in the middle of the battleground or change surface if he was in the medical ward. To him the only thing that mattered at the moment was that Myste was with him. He looked around and he saw that he was on the ground where he was fighting Healin. He looked at himself and found that he was not injured at all. “What happened?” he asked Myste. “Not sure,” she said. “No one saw you come up here. It wasn’t until we noticed you weren’t fighting with the be of us that we realized you were missing.” Karase looked himself over again. This time he saw something on his arm a mark. It was a mark of angel’s wings. “Keskinia,” he said under his breath. “why are you doing this?” He couldn’t figure out what was happening or why. All he knew was that he was alive because of her and he is indebted to her. Karase got up from the ground at last. He was beginning to question whether or not that fight with Healin actually happened. He noticed that everything was change intensity. “What happened? Where is everyone?” he asked. “They returned to base. We successfully made the incoming Cyran insurgents go.” Myste said. “Good bring home the bacon!” Karase replied.
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