"Master Hadraniel," I look at my best friend, the one that has been there for me ever since I was a kid, and he throws me his purified sword. I'm about to ask him why when he speaks again. "You're going to need it more than I do." I catch the purified sword in time and look at the blade for a moment. It's shining, and I can clearly see my reflection on it. I look just like me, but I feel different. The first one to attack is the demons and they attack with rage and fury. My mother sees me and is about to move forward when a demon stops in front of her. I yell out loud, raising my sword and run towards my mother, who has begun fighting the demon. My mother's hair is pulled back, strands of her hair going in front of her angelic face. I have never seen my mother fight before. She's wearing

