Chapter 3
"1...2...3...4...Wait, we're missing one... We still need Argent!" a voice cried.
My blood was boiling. It was Owain's job to get Argent. That idiot. Where did he go?
"Severa, behind you!" Inigo shouted from afar.
Sneak attacks? Pfft. Easy. I turned around, and quickly lashed out my sword. With one swift blow, the Risen was ripped to shreds. These reflexes, I learned them from a certain hero... My hero...
Inigo, Brady, and Yarne... they have all arrived. But where was Owain?
Suddenly, a Risen slashed my arm, ripping through my armour and clothing. Pain took over my contemplation, as bright red blood slowly crept out.
Tch. Stupid me. I can't be consumed by these thoughts. I have a world to save. A mission to achieve. A desire to fulfill...
I bit my lips to forget the pain of the wound. Surrender was not an option. Risen approached me left and right, the next one more powerful than the first. However, my ambitions, my rage, they fueled me.
Time slowly passed. Minutes felt like hours. Hours, like days... Grima... my father's powers... Immensely strong and forceful. Exhaustion was getting to me... But I will not give up. I see the end the end of the tunnel. Just weaken Grima with all my strength, and have Lucina finish him off with the Awakening...
I dashed towards him... my father. A Risen walked into my path. "Outta the way! I'll kill you!" I screamed as I swung my sword.
But something went terribly wrong. My attack had no strength whatsoever. The Risen easily blocked my attack. And then with one swift blow...
My sword I vowed my strength on shattered into a million pieces.
I tumbled to the ground. Was it fatigue? My breathing became shallow, my whole body twitching and shivering. I tried to stand up. But the pain of the previous attack consumed me. My energy... completely drained.
No... not now... I was so close...
Suddenly, a glitter caught the corner of my eye. I turned around. The sky, invaded by a myriad of deadly arrows. They soar in the gray clouds like a flock of vicious falcons. And those falcons are all coming towards my direction.
I had no weapon. I had no strength. I had no hope.
This... was my end.
I shut my eyes in dismay. I lost, unable to witness the peace I wanted to fight for. I could not attain the goal my family strived for. I'm a failure... just one lousy failure. I anticipated the arrows piercing through my body to finish me off...
Instead, a glowing entity surrounded me. The soothing and warm feeling of a passionate embrace. That same embrace that melts my ice cold heart...
Then, that embrace was interrupted by a bloodcurdling and painful scream.