Bab 277: Reliving the nightmare

"Wake up, little Don!"

Don opened his eyes after struggling to see a familiar face looking at him with a smile.

"Sister...Elena..."

The woman in front of him was a half-elf. She appeared before him with the black armor identical to his. Her black hair was long and shinier swayed around her shoulder and her head held high, she waltzed on with an effortless saunter. She was a couple of inches taller than him and when her eyes met him, she smiled as she reached her hand out to help him up.

"How?"

Don's hand shivered as his eyes welled up. Even though his eyes were fixed on the woman before him, he could tell that he's lying in a vast desert.

"Come on, take my hand"

The woman swung her hand again while he slowly reached out to place his hand on hers.

"Why are you weeping like a little girl?"

She wiped away his tears and giggled.

"Look at you, all messed up, blood everywhere"