He charges without pause, each gallop of his colossal horse brought narrowed the distance between us. I was a helpless target that he was about obliterate. My eyes are wide open to the harbringer of my doom. I stand there frozen with fear awaiting my fate.

When he was almost upon me, I reflexively lift both my arms to my face. My life flashes before my eyes. The earliest days I recall as a young toddler journeying to this village. Making a home and spending the rest of my days with father until his departure. I imagine I will be reunited with him in the land of good, up there in the skies.

But my eyes widen, and what I witness is the rider, along with his horse, in the air flipping over. His horse violently slams the ground while the horseman is tossed up in the air spinning until he smashed a roof of a house. I felt an impact but it's as if he had collided with an immovable boulder. I take a look at my chest and it is flawless. Not a single scratch to be found.

However, I notice a veil with shapes that of a honeycomb covering my entire body. It was almost transparent, faintly visible. I pat my body down all over in an effort to get it off me but it is something my hand can't tangibly touch.

"You!" A voice roars from behind. A soldier who saw the incident approaches me. He already has his longsword drawn which dripped in blood. There was some space between us so I stomp the ground with my right leg to muster courage and attempt to flee. To my surprise, the iron-clad soldier was quick with his feet as his armor agressively clagned togther. I look back and I am still ahead, that was until he launched his sword at me.

I see it flying at me fast so I swerve to the left, but I trip and tumble to the ground. I try gathering myself but he got to his sword and picked it up from the earth. He brandished it in a pose in front of me.

"I saw the barrier you formed. It was true then. For someone who can conjure a protective spell of this mastery to be out here in the middle of nowhere." says the soldier.

I listen but my eyes are darting around me looking for away to flee. He observes my shaking body and utters one final thing before he pounced at me with his sword.

"Afraid? Strange. And young too."