• The noise outside was building up louder, the occupants of the small dark room were all shivering, the young child looked towards his mothers panic stricken face, in his eyes, his mother was a hero...but seeing her like this...proved only one thing, she was only human after all, all the violence, terror was building higher, all of the people were huddled against the wall oposite the door, suddenly..the door implodes and those nearest were flung far away, in walked soilders, swords raised without even looking at all the others, they crossed the room to the young mother, they had orders after all. They sliced quickly, orders they may have, but they had no wish to put this woman in pain, a dull thud echoed throughout the room as the sevrered head landed next to another human. The soilder who had done this looked down at the child, mercelessly, he raised his sword, everyones eyes in the room was on this spot. The soilder did not seem to be able to lower his arm... the child stared up with watery blue eyes...the soilder sliced his sword down, but could not connect with the child, something was stopping him, a clink sounded when he tried to push down harder..without being able to coninue, one of his fellow silders pushed him roughly aside and forcefully strick down, getting the same reaction.