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Ｅｙｅｓ               ｃｌｏｓｅｄ,               ｓｌｅｅｐｉｎｇ,               ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ               ｓｏ               ｐｅａｃｅｆｕｌ               ａｎｄ               ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ. Ｓｕｄｄｅｎｌｙ               ｓｈｅ               ｗａｋｅｓ,               ｓｉｔｔｉｎｇ               ｕｐ               ａｎｄ               ｇａｓｐｉｎｇ               ｆｏｒ               ａｉｒ. Ｈｅｒ               ｈｅａｒｔ               ｉｓ               ｒａｃｉｎｇ,               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄｓ               ｔｒｅｍｂｌｉｎｇ. Ｗａｒｍｉｎｇ               ｒａｙｓ               ｏｆ               ｓｕｎ               ｓｔｒｅａｍ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｏｏｍ               ａｎｄ               ｂａｔｈｅ               ｈｅｒ               ｆａｃｅ               ｉｎ               ｉｔｓ               ｇｌｏｗ. Ｓｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ｄｏｗｎ               ａｔ               ｈｅｒ               ｂｏｄｙ,               ｔｈｅ               ｂｅｄ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｅｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｏｏｍ               ａｒｏｕｎｄ               ｈｅｒ. Ｎｏｔｈｉｎｇ               ｆｅｅｌｓ               ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ. Ｗｈａｔ               ｉｓ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｐｌａｃｅ? Ｗｈｅｒｅ               ｉｓ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｐｌａｃｅ               ａｎｄ               ｈｏｗ               ｄｉｄ               ｓｈｅ               ｇｅｔ               ｈｅｒｅ? Ｔｈｅ               ｍｏｒｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｔｒｉｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｉｎｋ               ａｂｏｕｔ               ｉｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｍｏｒｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｂｅｇｉｎｓ               ｔｏ               ｐａｎｉｃ. Ｔｈｅ               ｒｅａｌｉｚａｔｉｏｎ               ｓｅｔｓ               ｉｎ,               ｓｈｅ               ｄｏｅｓｎ'ｔ               ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒ               ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ. Ｗｈｏ               ｉｓ               ｓｈｅ? Ｗｈａｔ               ｉｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｎａｍｅ? Ｔｈｅ               ｐｏｕｎｄｉｎｇ               ｏｆ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｗｎ               ｈｅａｒｔ               ｆｉｌｌｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｅａｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｑｕｅｅｚｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ               ｓｈｕｔ               ａｓ               ｈａｒｄ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｃａｎ,               ａｓ               ｔｈｏｕｇｈ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｗｉｌｌ               ｈｅｌｐ               ｔｈｅ               ｍｅｍｏｒｉｅｓ               ｃｏｍｅ               ｂａｃｋ. Ｗｉｔｈ               ｔｈｅ               ｂｅｄ               ａｇａｉｎｓｔ               ｏｎｅ               ｗａｌｌ,               ｔｈｅｒｅ               ｉｓ               ａ               ｆｉｒｅ               ｐｌａｃｅ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｗａｌｌ               ｄｉｒｅｃｔｌｙ               ｏｐｐｏｓｉｔｅ. Ａ               ｇｅｎｔｌｅ               ｆｉｒｅ               ｃｒａｃｋｌｅｓ               ａｗａｙ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｄａｎｃｉｎｇ               ｆｌａｍｅｓ               ｏｆ               ｒｅｄ,               ｏｒａｎｇｅ               ａｎｄ               ｙｅｌｌｏｗ. Ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｉｇｈｔ               ｏｆ               ｈｅｒ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ａ               ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ               ｄｒｅｓｓｉｎｇ               ｔａｂｌｅ               ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｂｒｕｓｈｅｓ,               ｍｉｒｒｏｒ               ａｎｄ               ｐｅｒｆｕｍｅ. Ｂｅｓｉｄｅ               ｔｈｅ               ｔａｂｌｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ａ               ｄｏｏｒ               ａｎｄ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｌｅｆｔ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ｌａｒｇｅ               ｗｉｎｄｏｗｓ               ａｎｄ               ａ               ｄｏｏｒ               ｐｒｏｖｉｄｉｎｇ               ａｎ               ｅｘｉｔ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ. Ｓｈｅ               ｒｕｎｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄｓ               ａｌｏｎｇ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｏｆｔ               ｂｅｄ               ｓｈｅｅｔｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｔｅｍｐｔｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｓｔａｙ               ｃｕｄｄｌｅｄ               ｕｐ               ｂｅｎｅａｔｈ               ｔｈｅｍ. Ｈｏｗｅｖｅｒ               ｓｈｅ               ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ               ｓｎａｐｓ               ｏｕｔ               ｏｆ               ｉｔ               ａｎｄ               ｒｅｃｏｇｎｉｚｅｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｓｈｅ               ｎｅｅｄｓ               ｔｏ               ｆｉｎｄ               ｓｏｍｅ               ａｎｓｗｅｒｓ. Ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｔａｎｄｓ               ｕｐ               ｐａｉｎ               ｒａｖａｇｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｈｅａｄ. Ｓｈｅ               ｗａｌｋｓ               ｕｐ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｉｎｄｏｗ               ａｎｄ               ｐｒｅｓｓｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄ               ａｇａｉｎｓｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｌａｓｓ. Ｉｔ               ｔｒｉｇｇｅｒｓ               ａ               ｆｌａｓｈ               ｂａｃｋ,               ａ               ｍｅｍｏｒｙ. Ａｎ               ｉｍａｇｅ               ｏｆ               ｈｅｒ               ｓｔａｎｄｉｎｇ               ａｔ               ａ               ｌａｒｇｅ               ｗｉｎｄｏｗ,               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄ               ｐｒｅｓｓｅｄ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｌａｓｓ               ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ               ｄｏｗｎ               ａｔ               ａ               ｐｌａｎｅｔ. Ｔｈｅ               ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇｓ               ｏｆ               ａｎｇｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｐａｉｎ               ｆｉｌｌｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｃｏｒｅ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｐｌａｎｅｔ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ａｔｔａｃｋｅｄ               ｂｙ               ｓｕｒｒｏｕｎｄｉｎｇ               ｓｈｉｐｓ,               ａｌｌ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｈｉｌｅ               ｕｎａｂｌｅ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｌｐ. Ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ               ｙｅｌｌｓ               ｏｕｔ               ｈｅｒ               ｎａｍｅ,               "Ｌｉａ!"               Ｗｉｔｈ               ｔｈａｔ               ｓｈｅ               ｏｐｅｎｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ. Ｉｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｈｅｒ               ｎａｍｅ? Ｌｉａ?                Ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｏｏｍ               ｓｈｅ               ｆｉｎｄｓ               ａ               ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ               ｇａｒｄｅｎ,               ｇｒｅｅｎ               ｇｒａｓｓ,               ｆｌｏｗｅｒｓ               ｉｎ               ｂｌｏｏｍ,               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｅｎｔｌｅ               ｓｏｕｎｄ               ｏｆ               ｒｕｎｎｉｎｇ               ｗａｔｅｒ. Ｔｈｅ               ｃｏｏｌ               ｓｅｎｓａｔｉｏｎ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｒａｓｓ               ｕｎｄｅｒ               ｈｅｒ               ｂａｒｅ               ｆｅｅｔ               ｆｅｅｌｓ               ｓｏｏｔｈｉｎｇ               ａｎｄ               ｃａｌｍｉｎｇ. Ｓｈｅ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ａ               ｆｅｗ               ｄｅｅｐ               ｂｒｅａｔｈｓ               ｏｆ               ｃｒｉｓｐ               ｆｒｅｓｈ               ａｉｒ               ａｎｄ               ａｂｓｏｒｂｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｓｕｒｒｏｕｎｄｉｎｇｓ. Ｔｈｅ               ｔｅｍｐｅｒａｔｕｒｅ               ｉｓ               ｐｌｅａｓａｎｔ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｅ               ａｉｒ               ｆｅｅｌｓ               ｃｌｅａｎ. Ｔｈｅ               ｆｌｏｗｅｒｓ               ａｒｅ               ｅｘｑｕｉｓｉｔｅ               ａｎｄ               ｂｒｉｎｇ               ａ               ｓｍｉｌｅ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｆａｃｅ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｍｅｌｌｓ               ｔｈｅｍ               ａｎｄ               ｔｏｕｃｈｅｓ               ｔｈｅｉｒ               ｓｏｆｔ               ｐｅｔａｌｓ. Ｓｈｅ               ｂｅｇｉｎｓ               ｔｏ               ａｎａｌｙｚｅ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｌａｓｈ               ｂａｃｋ. Ｓｈｅ               ｗａｓ               ｄｒｅｓｓｅｄ               ｉｎ               ｂａｔｔｌｅ               ａｒｍｏｒ;               ｄｏｅｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｍａｋｅ               ｈｅｒ               ａ               ｓｏｌｄｉｅｒ,               ａ               ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ               ｏｆ               ｓｏｍｅ               ｓｏｒｔ? Ｗａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｏｎ               ａ               ｓｐａｃｅ               ｃｒａｆｔ               ｏｆ               ｓｏｍｅ               ｋｉｎｄ,               ａｎｄ               ｗｈａｔ               ｐｌａｎｅｔ               ｗａｓ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ａｔｔａｃｋｅｄ? Ｓｈｅ               ｃｌｏｓｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ               ａｇａｉｎ               ｈｏｐｉｎｇ               ｆｏｒ               ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ               ｍｅｍｏｒｙ. Ｓｔａｎｄｉｎｇ               ｏｎ               ｄｅｓｅｒｔ               ｔｅｒｒａｉｎ               ｗｉｔｈ               ａ               ｍａｎ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ               ｈｅｒ;               ｔｈｒｅａｔｅｎｉｎｇ,               ｍｅｎａｃｉｎｇ. Ａ               ｓｗｏｒｄ               ｌｉｅｓ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｓａｎｄ               ｂｅｓｉｄｅ               ｈｅｒ               ｗｈｉｃｈ               ｓｈｅ               ｗｉｌｌｓ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ. Ｔｅｌｅｋｉｎｅｓｉｓ               ｉｓ               ｊｕｓｔ               ｏｎｅ               ｏｆ               ｈｅｒ               ｐｓｉｋｉｎｅｔｉｃ               ａｂｉｌｉｔｉｅｓ. Ｏｐｅｎｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ               ｏｎｃｅ               ａｇａｉｎ               ｓｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ａｔ               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄｓ. Ａ               ｓｍａｌｌ               ｔａｔｔｏｏ               ｏｎ               ｈｅｒ               ｗｒｉｓｔ               ｃｏｍｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ａｔｔｅｎｔｉｏｎ. Ｉｔ               ｉｓ               ａ               ｃｉｒｃｌｅ,               ｒａｔｈｅｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｌｅｔｔｅｒ               'Ｏ'               ｗｒｉｔｔｅｎ               ｑｕｉｔｅ               ｄｅｃｏｒａｔｉｖｅｌｙ. Ｔｒａｃｉｎｇ               ｔｈｅ               ｏｕｔｌｉｎｅ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｈｅｒ               ｆｉｎｇｅｒ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｉｍａｇｅ               ｉｎ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｔａｔｔｏｏ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ｃａｒｖｅｄ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｓｋｉｎ.                Ｓｈｅ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ａ               ｓｅａｔ               ｏｎ               ａ               ｓｍａｌｌ               ｂｒｉｄｇｅ               ｏｖｅｒ               ａ               ｐｏｎｄ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｃｅｎｔｒｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ               ｇａｒｄｅｎ. Ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｗａｔｅｒ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｅｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｗｎ               ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ. Ｄｒｅｓｓｅｄ               ａｌｌ               ｉｎ               ｗｈｉｔｅ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｌｏｎｇ               ｄａｒｋ               ｈａｉｒ               ａｎｄ               ｆａｉｒ               ｓｋｉｎ;               ｓｈｅ               ｓｔａｒｅｓ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｗｎ               ｅｙｅｓ               ｓｅａｒｃｈｉｎｇ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅ               ａｎｓｗｅｒｓ. Ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｌｉｓｔｅｎｓ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｒ               ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ,               ｓｈｅ               ｎｏｔｉｃｅｓ               ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ               ｓｔｒａｎｇｅ. Ｔｈｅ               ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｈｅａｒｉｎｇ               ａｒｅ               ｎｏｔ               ｏｎｌｙ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｗｎ. Ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ               ｉｓ               ｗａｔｃｈｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ,               ａｎｘｉｏｕｓｌｙ,               ｏｂｓｅｒｖｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｖｅｒｙ               ｍｏｖｅ. Ｐｌａｎｎｉｎｇ               ａｎｄ               ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｉｇｈｔ               ｏｐｐｏｒｔｕｎｉｔｙ               ｔｏ               ｐｏｕｎｃｅ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｉｓ               Ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ               ｏｆ               Ｏｎｙｘ.                Ｓｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ａｒｏｕｎｄ               ｂｕｔ               ｃａｎ               ｓｅｅ               ｎｏ               ｏｎｅ. Ａ               Ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ               ｏｆ               Ｏｎｙｘ,               ｉｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｍｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｗｏｎｄｅｒｓ. Ｒｉｓｉｎｇ               ｔｏ               ａ               ｓｔａｎｄｉｎｇ               ｐｏｓｉｔｉｏｎ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｂｒｉｄｇｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｒｅｌｅａｓｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ａｒｍｓ               ｄｏｗｎ               ｂｅｓｉｄｅ               ｈｅｒ,               ｐａｌｍｓ               ｏｐｅｎ. Ｔｉｌｔｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｈｅａｄ               ｂａｃｋ,               ｃｌｏｓｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ,               ｓｈｅ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ａ               ｄｅｅｐ               ｂｒｅａｔｈ. Ｈｅｒｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｓｔａｎｄｓ               ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ,               ｌｉｓｔｅｎｉｎｇ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ. Ｈｅｒ               ｏｂｓｅｒｖｅｒ               ｓｅｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｖｕｌｎｅｒａｂｌｅ               ｓｔａｔｅ               ａｎｄ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ｈｉｓ               ｏｐｐｏｒｔｕｎｉｔｙ,               ｓｗｏｏｐｉｎｇ               ｄｏｗｎ               ｏｎ               ｈｅｒ               ｆｒｏｍ               ａ               ｔｒｅｅ               ｈｉｇｈ               ａｂｏｖｅ. Ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｕｎａｒｍｅｄ,               ａｎｄ               ｎｏｔ               ｐｒｅｐａｒｅｄ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｂａｔｔｌｅ. Ｈｏｗｅｖｅｒ               ｈｅ               ｕｎｄｅｒｅｓｔｉｍａｔｅｓ               ｈｅｒ.                Ａｓ               ｈｉｓ               ｆｅｅｔ               ｌａｎｄ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｂｒｉｄｇｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｔｈｒｏｗｓ               ｈｉｍ               ｆａｒ               ａｃｒｏｓｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｇａｒｄｅｎ,               ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ               ｔｏｕｃｈｉｎｇ               ｈｉｍ               ｉｎ               ａｎｙ               ｗａｙ,               ｂｕｔ               ｂｙ               ｍｅｒｅｌｙ               ｕｓｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ               ａｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｔｅｌｅｋｉｎｅｔｉｃ               ａｂｉｌｉｔｙ. Ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ               ｉｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｇｒｅａｔｅｓｔ               ｗｅａｐｏｎ,               ａｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｐｐｏｎｅｎｔ               ｉｓ               ｕｎｐｒｅｐａｒｅｄ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｅｎｃｏｕｎｔｅｒ. Ｈｏｗｅｖｅｒ               ｈｅ               ｈａｓ               ｏｎｅ               ａｄｖａｎｔａｇｅ,               ｋｎｏｗｌｅｄｇｅ. Ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｓｔｉｌｌ               ｔｒｙｉｎｇ               ｔｏ               ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒ               ｗｈｏ               ｏｒ               ｗｈａｔ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ａｎｄ               ｗｈｅｒｅ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ,               ｈｅ               ｈｏｌｄｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ               ｓｈｅ               ｒｅｑｕｉｒｅｓ. Ｈｅｒ               ｈｅａｒｔ               ｐｏｕｎｄｓ,               ｂｌｏｏｄ               ｃｏｕｒｓｉｎｇ               ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ               ｈｅｒ               ｖｅｉｎｓ. Ｈｅｒ               ｂｒｅａｔｈｉｎｇ               ｉｓ               ｒａｐｉｄ               ａｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ               ｉｓ               ａｌｉｖｅ. Ａｂｓｏｒｂｉｎｇ               ａｌｌ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｅｎｓａｔｉｏｎｓ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｏｒｌｄ               ａｒｏｕｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｓｈｅ               ｌｉｓｔｅｎｓ,               ｓｅｎｓｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｆｅｅｌｓ.                Ｈｅｒ               ｏｐｐｏｎｅｎｔ               ｉｓ               ａｆｒａｉｄ               ａｓ               ｈｅ               ｓｔａｎｄｓ               ｔｏ               ｈｉｓ               ｆｅｅｔ               ｗｉｔｈ               ａ               ｗｅａｐｏｎ               ｉｎ               ｈａｎｄ. Ｓｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ａｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｅａｐｏｎ               ａｎｄ               ｉｔ               ｆｅｅｌｓ               ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ. Ｓｏｍｅ               ｓｏｒｔ               ｏｆ               ｇｕｎ               ｍａｙｂｅ? Ｓｈｅ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ｎｏ               ｃｈａｎｃｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｋｎｏｃｋｓ               ｉｔ               ｏｕｔ               ｉｆ               ｈｉｓ               ｈａｎｄｓ               ｗｉｔｈ               ａ               ｓｗｅｅｐｉｎｇ               ａｃｔｉｏｎ               ｏｆ               ｈｅｒ               ｈａｎｄ. Ｓｈｅ               ｗａｌｋｓ               ｔｏｗａｒｄｓ               ｈｉｍ               ａｎｄ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ａｐｐｒｏａｃｈｅｓ               ｈｅ               ｔｒｉｇｇｅｒｓ               ａ               ｂｕｔｔｏｎ               ｏｎ               ｈｉｓ               ｊａｃｋｅｔ               ｓｌｅｅｖｅ.                "Ｗｈｏ               ａｒｅ               ｙｏｕ?"               ｓｈｅ               ａｓｋｓ               ｈｉｍ. "Ｗｈｙ               ａｒｅ               ｙｏｕ               ａｔｔａｃｋｉｎｇ               ｍｅ?"                Ｈｅ               ｄｏｅｓ               ｎｏｔ               ａｎｓｗｅｒ. Ｓｈｅ               ｃａｎ               ｈｅａｒ               ｈｉｓ               ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ               ｒａｃｉｎｇ               ｙｅｔ               ｎｏｔｈｉｎｇ               ｍａｋｅｓ               ｓｅｎｓｅ. Ａｎｓｗｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｉｎｓｉｇｈｔ               ａｒｅ               ｗｈａｔ               ｓｈｅ               ｎｅｅｄｓ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｍａｎ               ｉｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｏｎｌｙ               ｍｅａｎｓ               ｏｆ               ｏｂｔａｉｎｉｎｇ               ｔｈｅｍ               ａｔ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｔｉｍｅ. Ｓｈｅ               ｆｏｒｃｅｓ               ｈｉｍ               ｔｏ               ｈｉｓ               ｋｎｅｅｓ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ               ｈｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｐｌａｃｅｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｐａｌｍ               ｏｎ               ｈｉｓ               ｈｅａｄ. Ｓｈｅ               ｄｏｅｓ               ｎｏｔ               ｋｎｏｗ               ｗｈａｔ               ｉｔ               ｉｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｄｏｉｎｇ               ｅｘａｃｔｌｙ,               ｈｏｗｅｖｅｒ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｆｅｅｌｓ               ｎａｔｕｒａｌ,               ｉｎｓｔｉｎｃｔｉｖｅ. Ｈｅ               ｃｌｏｓｅｓ               ｈｉｓ               ｅｙｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｇｒｏａｎｓ               ｉｎ               ｐａｉｎ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｂｅｇｉｎｓ               ｔｏ               ｍｉｎｅ               ｈｉｓ               ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ. Ｉｍａｇｅｓ               ｏｆ               ｂａｔｔｌｅｓ,               ｐｌａｎｅｔｓ               ａｎｄ               ｆａｃｅｓ               ｓａｔｕｒａｔｅ               ｈｅｒ               ｍｉｎｄ               ａｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｔｒｉｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｓｏｒｔ               ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ               ｔｈｅ               ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ.                Ｓｈｅ               ｉｓ               ｏｎｅ               ｏｆ               ｍａｎｙ               Ｗａｒｒｉｏｒｓ               ｏｆ               Ｏｎｙｘ;               ｄｅｆｅｎｄｅｒｓ               ｏｆ               ａ               ｇｒｏｕｐ               ｏｆ               ｆｉｖｅ               ｐｌａｎｅｔｓ               ｆａｌｌｉｎｇ               ｕｎｄｅｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｅｉｇｎ               ｏｆ               Ｌｏｒｄ               Ｏｎｙｘ. Ｔｈｅ               ｐｌａｎｅｔｓ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｕｎｄｅｒ               ａｔｔａｃｋ               ｂｙ               ａ               ｎｅｗ               ａｎｄ               ｕｎｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ               ｅｎｅｍｙ,               ｌａｒｇｅ               ｉｎ               ｎｕｍｂｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓｗｉｆｔ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ａｒｔ               ｏｆ               ｗａｒ. Ｔｈｅｙ               ｃａｌｌ               ｔｈｅｍｓｅｌｖｅｓ               ｔｈｅ               Ｌｅｔｈｉａｎｓ. Ｓｈｅ               ｅｓｃａｐｅｄ               ａｆｔｅｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｉｎｉｔｉａｌ               ｂａｔｔｌｅ               ａｎｄ               ｗａｓ               ｓｅｎｔ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｉｓ               ｐｌａｎｅｔ. Ｔｈｅ               ｍａｎ               ｏｎ               ｈｉｓ               ｋｎｅｅｓ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ               ｈｅｒ               ｉｓ               ａ               ｓｃｏｕｔ               ｓｅｎｔ               ｔｏ               ｆｉｎｄ               ｈｅｒ. Ｔｈｅ               ｅｎｅｍｙ               ｓｅｅｋ               ｈｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｗａｎｔ               ｈｅｒ               ａｌｉｖｅ. Ｓｈｅ               ｈａｓ               ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ               ｔｈｅｙ               ｗａｎｔ. Ｈｅ               ｄｏｅｓ               ｎｏｔ               ｋｎｏｗ               ｗｈａｔ               ｉｔ               ｉｓ;               ｉｔ               ｉｓ               ｎｏｔ               ｈｉｓ               ｂｕｓｉｎｅｓｓ               ｔｏ               ｋｎｏｗ. Ｈｉｓ               ｔａｓｋ               ｉｓ               ｔｏ               ｆｉｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｂｒｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅｍ. Ｈｅ               ｆｅａｒｓ               ｔｈｅｍ. Ｎｏｗ               ｔｈａｔ               ｈｅ               ｈａｓ               ｆｏｕｎｄ               ｈｅｒ,               ｈｅ               ｈａｓ               ｃａｌｌｅｄ               ｆｏｒ               ｈｅｌｐ.                Ｏｐｅｎｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ               ｓｈｅ               ｒｅｌｅａｓｅｓ               ｈｉｍ. Ｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ｕｐ               ａｔ               ｈｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｓｍｉｌｅｓ               ａｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｌｉｇｈｔ               ｏｎ               ｈｉｓ               ｊａｃｋｅｔ               ｓｌｅｅｖｅ               ｓｔｏｐｓ               ｆｌａｓｈｉｎｇ               ｒｅｄ               ａｎｄ               ｓｗｉｔｃｈｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｇｒｅｅｎ.                "Ｍｏｒｅ               ａｒｅ               ｃｏｍｉｎｇ,"               ｈｅ               ｓａｙｓ               ｉｎ               ａ               ｈｕｓｋｙ               ｖｏｉｃｅ.                Ｓｈｅ               ｌｏｏｋｓ               ａｒｏｕｎｄ               ｈｅｒ,               ａｎｄ               ａｌｏｎｇ               ｔｈｅ               ｗａｌｌｓ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｇａｒｄｅｎ               ｅｎｃｌｏｓｉｎｇ               ｈｅｒ,               ｓｔａｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｎｅｍｙ. Ｍａｎｙ               ｉｎ               ｎｕｍｂｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｒｅａｔｅｎｉｎｇ               ｉｎ               ｎａｔｕｒｅ               ｔｈｅｙ               ｓｕｒｒｏｕｎｄ               ｈｅｒ               ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅｌｙ. Ａｌｌ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅｍ               ｆａｃｅｌｅｓｓ               ａｎｄ               ｄｒｅｓｓｅｄ               ｆｏｒ               ｃｏｍｂａｔ,               ｖａｒｉｏｕｓ               ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅｉｒ               ｈａｎｄｓ. Ｈｅｒ               ｆａｃｅ               ｓｏｆｔｅｎｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓａｄｎｅｓｓ               ｆｉｌｌｓ               ｈｅｒ               ｅｙｅｓ. Ｔｈｅ               ｓｃｏｕｔ               ｓｔａｒｔｓ               ｔｏ               ｌａｕｇｈ. 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