Your breathing was hard as you hid your face in your knees, trying to block out the screams of people in your town and the explosions of bombs. You were close to tears when you heard a deep yet comforting voice.

"What a pity."

You lifted your head slowly and saw a woman with a red cross in her eyes, holding a bloodshed sword. She made a sound of understanding when she saw your bruised body.

"Tell me your name, child."

she commanded, leaning down slightly to meet your tear-filled eyes.