The chilling air carried the scent of battle, blood soaked into the ground, tainting those once pure fields. Those who tried to fight that synth wielder met with death. Destinies were cut short, souls wrenched from their bodies. A once joyous festival was now nothing more than a fight to survive, a blood bath in the fields that surrounded that village. War cries feel silent, voices gurgled as throats were slashed. It was a scene that would stay with a survivor for years to come.<br/><br/>"Rea, stay focused..." She muttered to herself, her eyes of the creatures that surrounded her. They only seemed to keep her in that spot. She slashed, hacking through them, but more seemed to take their place. A small sigh left her lips, her body becoming relaxed. She was going to make them regret this. Why did it seem they were keeping her trapped? Though she soon heard shouting, her eyes following a shadow creature as it jumped her father from behind.<br/><br/>"Father!" She slashed through several of the darkly armored men, rushing past them quickly. She knew the risks involved in this battle, but she still had to try to keep in one piece, if she could. Though that beast was already ripping his throat, the blood gushing, spurting onto the dark grass. A horrible ripping, tearing noise could be heard as the bones or his neck were pulled from the still body, eyes blank as blood leaked past silenced lips. The small woman wasted no time in ending that beast, her sword stabbing into the creature, severing its spine in a single strike. Around her, she could hear dying screams, her eyes focusing on that scythe that cut through man and armor with ease. Something at the back of her mind told her to approach that being. There was an odd feeling, fluttering almost.<br/><br/>"Father, rest easy..." She muttered as she took a deep breath. She was going to make sure that she took down as many of these creatures as possible. She knew she had to. Her movements were swift as she charged towards that man with the scythe, her mind focused. She knew to not let her emotions cloud her, she knew to keep focused. Another deep breath left her as she calmed her mind, emptying her thoughts. A blank expression was on her face, her eyes seemingly unfocused. She didn't notice the soft glow around the blades of her swords, of the purifying effect they seemed to have on the now tainted ground around her.