Warnings: Death, War, Murder
Effects: Repulsion, Despair, Shock
He could feel the adrenaline in his veins. It was the same as always after a kill - his blood punped through his chest quickly, the rush of taking ones life was like no other. He had closed his eyes at the moment of impact, his gloved hand now cradling the slowly cooling body his sword had impaled.
It is done. He thought.
He pulled his sword out quickly, blood spattering everywhere. It pooled over royal refinery, over the marble floors and onto the dias where the throne sat. One step, then another as he backed away from the body, his feet following memorized footsteps. Guards all around him ran to and fro, battling opposing sides. There was one voice however, that stood out amongst the rest.
"Captain? But... why?"
His body froze, immediately turning to the source. He opened his eyes to see Reks, another soldier, staring at what he had done.
For the first time, Basch turned his eyes to his actions to see the body of King Raminas slowly slide lower in his chair. All he could hear was the loud clang as his sword dropped to the floor.
[Basch shot up immediately in his bed, breathing heavily. A nightmare, nothing more. It had not been his sword that had killed his Majesty King Raminas, but that of his brother, who wore his face.
He closed his eyes a moment before he turned to see the blinking light of the Dreamberry on, reaching over to turn it off with a sigh.]