The battle was ongoing and Elianor was busy fighting the enemy.
Hundreds of bodies lay on the gray as the clash raged on.
Elianor's sister was standing in the corner, her sword still untouched and clear of blood.
She looks to thee side and sees other knights fighting to their very last breath, as the commander dictated.
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All of a sudden, an arrow came out of nowhere and strikes her just below her shoulder.
She hobbles to the side, silently wailing in pain as she tried to pull it out of her back.
Elianor spots her sister and runs to her, "Hey, are you alright?"
"I-I can not bring myself to kill..."
She looks up at Elianor, "I'm sorry..."
Elianor looks around to ensure that no one was closing in on the two, "It's alright, you don't have to kill. We'll get you treated once this is over and I'll ask mom to get you your favorite mushroom soup. How is that?"
Her sister slips out a soft smile amidst the throbbing pain from her back, "I'll just help the others in need."
Elianor nods before leaving to continue the fight.
She looks around and sees a wounded knight on the ground, his bloodied sword resting on his side.
The knight runs to check on his wounds.
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The person mutters, "I don't think I'll make it out. I don't think my brother did either."
He looks at her, "But I guess this is what it takes to be a knight- a hero, isn't it?"
"Maybe it is."
As she was busy observing the numerous cuts and bruises that scattered all over his body, she couldn't help but overhear a conversation somewhere behind her.
