I had unintentionally tipped over a vase breaking it, and within the vase were unknown souls that have been suffering in whatever place they were kept inside. Then, what seemed like a million spirits, came screeching and howling out as though they have been trapped in a horrible place for many generations.
In the rush of the moment, she had grabbed my arm as tightly as she could and pulled me from the broken vase, protecting me from whatever evil was upon us. She removed her sword with such swiftness, I had barely noticed the steel dispelling the evil souls.
"Go, go!" She called out pushing me back toward the entrance of the cave.
"Mulan! What about-"
"I'll be right behind you! Just go!" Mulan shot a small grin before swinging at more spirits that began attacking only her. I watched her with worry, but knew she could keep her own. I hurried toward the opening of the cave walls as Mulan kept protecting the both of us, but not even reaching the outside, l I saw a blur of red and black rush past me. As this figure passed me, I felt my arm being pulled along and my whole body leapt ahead with such force I almost fell.
It was Mulan.
She glanced back at me with a whimsical smile as she told me to keep up as we ran on.
Before I knew it, Mulan heaved to a stop. My whole body fell forward onto her, almost pushing her over a bit, only to realize we were at the edge of a cliff side. She hastily looked around for somewhere to go and pulled me again toward wherever her mind was set for. We found ourselves hiding in the crevasse of an indented hill near the cliff's edge. I knew we were hanging over the edge, with one wrong step we could have been dead, only because Mulan kept her whole arm across my chest, keeping me trapped against the dirt wall. Keeping me safe. I felt my eyes wander all around wanting to take in the magnificent view that was in front of us. We had barely any time to enjoy the nature that was all around, only because we were on a mission to find Phillip. My mind blanked for a moment, until I felt my eyes roam toward Mulan. I looked at her like I had never looked at her before, there was a certain warmth I felt as I stared on. I carefully looked at Mulan focusing on all of her. Her features, her strong jaw line, her tan skin, and her dark chestnut eyes. Even though they were filled with seriousness most of the time, they were the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Her attention was elsewhere, still listening for the spirits, but all I noticed was her, standing beside me. All of the worries and fears that I felt had grown slack within me as she stood strongly and confidently. As she kept me safe.
She look toward me for the first time this whole time obviously about to say something to me, but she noticed my eyes didn't falter. And we just stood staring at each other. I noticed her lips that were parted, closed gently. I felt my heart all at once flutter and pound unknowing what had become of me. I gulped down what seemed like a rock, because the pain had consticted my throat as I swallowed. I saw her eyes wandered down toward what I assumed where my lips were and quickly went back up to match my gaze again. Her lips slightly parted again, the dryness of her lips and cracks from our long journeys showed, but still look supple and soft. I saw her step from her place, coming near me. I felt weary all of sudden realizing her whole body came in front of me, her hands placed themselves beside me as her body engulfed mine. I felt my knees quiver from fright and weariness because her face was so near. Just one wrong look or movement and we would be touching. Her breaths had quickened as they let out near my ear. I felt the warm breaths upon my exposed neck as she stood unmoving in front of me.
