"I hope you still have memories of the past, or if it's not, just use your instinct. Be careful, yet be effective."
"I still don't understand what you are talking about!" complaint Minseong.
"Let's go!"
When she raised up her morning star, the sand which are flying around them as if it was a barrier for them fall, then the scenery around them change: they seem like in some kind of grassland, but it's night time so it's quite dark, with the moon and stars shining brightly in the sky.
"What the hell is that?" Bonhwa screams as he points forward with his trident.
Myungwoo lost his words once again: there are many... too many for me to count, imps around them. He heard about imps in many places and he saw them in a game, but he never saw them in real life like this. Imp is a small mischievous sprite or devil. Its color is red, with long ears and horns, and a cow-like tail. So yeah, basically they are devils. They don't come with nothing in their hands: they have tridents as tall as their body.
"Kill them!" screams the young girl.
Myungwoo had no time to think, he just followed his instinct: he charged towards them while swinging his ax wildly. The ax is heavy, but thanks to his good habit of exercising, he still can control it with one hand. Beside Myungwoo, Bonhwa, Minseong and the young woman fighting fiercely too: Bonhwa easily crash the enemy with his trident (Myungwoo is a bit envious because the trident seems lighter than his ax); Minseong holding his ax with both hands and swing it powerfully; while the young woman looks very skillful with her morning star, she swing and charge with very fast speed. There are screams and groans everywhere, Myungwoo doesn't like the voice of the imp - it sounds sharp and somehow makes him feel creepy. Their blood isn't red but it's black, and some squirt to his shirt.
"DAMN IT, I'M DIRTY!" cursed Bonhwa, but it didn't stop him from killing more.
Myungwoo lost count about how long he has been fighting like this or how many imps he has killed, he just tries to stay safe and not hurt. Myungwoo charges towards Minseong to protect him: he has to fulfill his last word to his deceased parents. But he shouldn't be too worried because Minseong is fighting well. The young woman cut off the last imp's head as if it's nothing for her. The dead bodies of the imps are lying on the grassland, with their blood spilling everywhere. What a scary scene, thinks Myungwoo.
"Myungwoo, did you see that?"
Myungwoo doesn't even bother how this woman knows his name. She points with her morning star to a standing mirror, which Myungwoo knows is the same mirror they see in Ok grandmother's bedroom, with a bright string connecting it to a spot in the night sky.
"Only you can do it. Cut the string now, or she will die!"
Myungwoo is jumping, and he just realizes he is jumping so far as if his muscular body is really light, and with his instinct, he cuts off the string with his ax. The string got cut off and suddenly the mirror is broken. Myungwoo was standing in front of the crashed mirror with so many questions lingering in his mind. His appearance looks normal, if you can say that holding an ax with so many dark spots on his stylish suit can be called normal too. Bonhwa and Minseong also look messy, even Minseong's hair also has dark spots. And the blood smells bad.
"If you aren't in a hurry, I can invite you all to the castle to wash up, drink hot chocolate and listen to my explanation rather than to have a briefing here."
"We're just here for 15 minutes? I thought it's longer," said Myungwoo with a frown, as he stared at his watch.
"It is longer. The time here is twice as slow as your time in your world. You all can jump instead of run, so follow me. It's not far."
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The Mirror
FanfictionHave you ever think of, that there is another world other than the world that we are living now? That world is a world in the mirror. A world which controlled by magic. They called it as a shadow world. A world which is forgotten and its existence h...