Alanna looked up when she heard her friend yell her name. She looked up at the smoke billowing in the village and froze. Her heart rate skyrocketed and her mind raced. Memories from the night her parents were murdered filled her head and panic set in. She wanted to run and hide but her legs wouldn't move. She stayed there for a few moments staring at the burned village before her body finally decided to move. Instead of running away, she walked into the village and walked through it.<br/><br/>As she was walking, she turned a corner to her house and spotted a few English soldiers. She waited silently on batted breath hoping none of them had spotted her. One of them had, unfortunately, and she heard his boots moving along the cobbled streets toward her. She looked around for something to defend herself with or hide and saw a sword at her feet. She silently picked it up and got ready like Elly had shown her. When the soldier moved around the corner, she stabbed him through the stomach and killed him. Then she pulled the bloodied sword out of him and ran through the alleyways making sure she stayed off the main roads until she was out of town.<br/><br/>Once out of town she ran to the cave and hid in it, curling up and pointing the bloodied sword toward the door, ready to strike in case someone had followed her. The look on her face spoke louder than any words she could utter. She was frightened and she had just killed for the first time. The white-knuckled grip on the sword told the same story, though it was more for security than anything.