Dream
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"Man! How can you be so good with swords?! I'm starting to look shabby over here." One of the man told the guy with a long silver hair. The others laughed at what he said before another man who look exactly the same as the first man patted his back.
"He's making you look like you never hold onto a sword for a year." He teased and the man looked grumpy at what he said.
"What?!" He said angrily and charged the guy. The second one ran while laughing as the man chased him. The man with the silver hair looked at the two man who's chasing each other and the one is pretending to shout as the guy was swinging his sword at him.
A woman's laugh was heard and the man with the silver hair looked at the two women who just arrived in the field. The woman who laughed had a long brown hair, and she's wearing a pink dress that extended to her knee. The other woman beside her was wearing a casual shirt but it's obviously larger than her size and it made her look small. She is also wearing a black short that could barely be seen.
Unlike the woman in pink dress, the woman in the shirt was just looking at them with an amused smile on her face.
"I told you you're getting bad at swords." She teased the man as well so they stopped running and looked at her. The man who was running away laughed harder and ran towards the girls but the man with a sword looked fuming mad.
"Both of you, stop teasing him." The man with a silver hair told them but he still had the teasing smile.
The man who was running to the girls hugged them tight when he reached them.
"You're back! How was the mission?" He asked them and they both chuckled and looked at each other.
"It went well, we got you all souvenirs." The woman in the dress told them and the two men jumped in glee, the man with the silver just looked at them and chuckled. They were just trying to kill one another earlier, but the souvenir made them instantly happy.
While the three of them kept talking, the woman who had a jet black hair separated from them and went to the man with a silver hair
"You're back." The man told her.
She smiled and nodded. "We're back."
"How's your mission?"
She couldn't answer at first. "It was good."
The man looked at her before heaving a sigh. He left the woman and went to the three who was still talking to each other. He handed the sword to the man he was fighting earlier and left immediately. The woman in the pink dress looked at the woman with jet black hair but she suddenly disappeared. Seeing this, she smiled before dragging the two to her room.
The man with a silver hair didn't go back to his room, but rather, he went to the infirmary. When he entered it, he met the doctor in charge.
"Where is she?" He immediately asked.
"The farthest bed." The doctor answered and he went to the farthest bed in the infirmary, next to the window.
There sat the same woman with a jet black hair, but she was wearing hospital clothes and her head had a bandage on it. There are also bandages covering her arms and he's sure that they're covered with bruises. She looked at him and smiled.
The moment their eyes met, he sat in the bed next to her.
"What happened?" He asked.
She chuckled. "Nothing much."
