The feeling of despair set in Alice as one of the guards shouldered her and she stumbled and fell, rolling across the ground.
She quickly jumped back with her spear in hand and stabbed it towards the guard near her, he blocked it with his sword and was pushed back, his feet dragging on the mud.
Her hands trembled, the red eyes of the guards reminded her of the past. She remembered that twenty years ago, when her Tribe was attacked…she saw a man with blood red eyes just like theirs.
He was the one to kill her sister, she saw her heart getting ripped out right in front of her but she couldn't help her.
She was weak and thin back then, barely being able to lift up the spear her sister dropped. With trembling hands that day she drove the spear into the man's back.
But he laughed and shrugged it off like it was nothing, as if this was like a needle pricking his finger.
