You sank to your knees, gripping your massive, bloodied sword after vanquishing the witch. Breathless, you released the weapon and pressed your hand against your chest.

Tears streamed down your face as panic began to take hold. Fear gripped you, the dread of retribution for taking a life overwhelming your senses.

Just then, you felt a warm embrace envelop you; it was Mami.

“Hey, take it easy... You’re safe, it’s alright... Just breathe...”