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"Help! Help me!! Someone save …. argh!" A frail looking woman shrieked as horrifying sword light split her in half with her dropping with a light thud. No one noticed her death as everyone was panicking in a seemingly hopeless situation. We had no idea where they came from or why they came but a large group of mercenaries from the demon race stormed my village. They plundered our goods, slaughtered our livestock with all the abled men and ravaged the females in the town in ways too traumatizing for me to see in more ways than one. I hid behind the large wooden gates of an escape tunnel that lay in perfect camouflage with the wooden floor fixed over the rocky ground of my home. Beside me stood my mom with a palm over my mouth and the other applying slight pressure to my adam's apple to prevent the tiniest of sounds from escaping from me. We watched everything happening above us for over 10 minutes but my mom hadn't given the signal for our escape. Waiting till she sensed no one above us she whispered in to my ears.

"Follow me quietly."

Doing as she said we moved further in the escape tunnel while I wondered why we were the only ones with escape tunnels in the entire village. Barely a minute after we left our previous positions, two dark masses of gas appeared taking on the shape of two middle aged looking men.

"Looks like there are some capable ones among them."

His partner remained silent with a fiendish grin appearing on his face. They phased back into smoke before heading on in our direction.

Briskly walking behind my mom, I stared at her back profile wondering how she could know about this tunnel when no one else seemed to know. Going round a curve, she grabbed my arm slinging me behind herself as she took out a kunai from a strap in her jacket and aiming it at the curve we just took, threw it with a swift sling of her hand. As if homing in on a target, the kunai met a dark plume gas. I stared thinking the kunai would go right through the gas unhindered but to my utmost shock, it instead thrusted a man from the gas pinning him to the wall as it stuck out from his chest.

"How?!!" He asked after a stuffy cough with him spitting a mouthful of blood. His eyes glazed over as his breathing slowly came to a halt. Although the man was dead, my mom eyes still remained at the curve as if peering into space. After a while a voice sounded out.

"I see it's impossible to deceive the fleeting phantom. You most definitely haven't lost your wits Mikasa."

A pair of hands tore open the space at the curve revealing bulging muscles which run up to a rather crude and ugly face.

"Nice seeing you again Mikasa."

He said smiling seemingly with no hostile intentions.

Without returning his pleasantries, my mom just sneered taking out another dagger with her right hand as she stretched her left hand towards the thrown dagger and with some unknown force summoned it into her palm as the lifeless body fell to the ground stirring a tiny dust cloud. Gripping their hilts, she stood in a common dual dagger wielding stance held in reverse. She emitted a faint killing intent and was like a volcano ready to explode. Seeing my mom's reaction, the man simply chuckled thinking little of my mother's killing intent.

"If we were to fight, don't you think little Hirito would get caught in between."

He said staring devilishly at me, with his voice laced with threat. I shuddered and afterwards suffocated as my mom's killing intent exploded getting me in its radius. The man smiled at my mom's reaction and unsheathed the broad sword strapped to his back. I felt a warm gentle energy form around me before the man asked,

  "Shall we begin???"