Far beyond the walls, outside, a battle rages on; the sounds of steel clashing and the shrieks of warriors fighting seem to drift into her ears, her prison walls trembling against the distance of the dark world. Nana's heart screams against her ribs. This is the moment she has been waiting for.
Outside of her prison, the guards were shifting uneasily. Nana could hear them murmur in hushed tones, their patience wearing thin with every passing moment. There was almost a temptation to go out and join the battle. Some of them had already deserted their stations, lured by the call to war, leaving but a handful behind.
Nana remains unmoving in the corner of the room. Her wrists throb from the rough ropes that had bound her earlier. Her eyes trace the flickering light of the candle on the sto
