Hana ran for what seemed like years. Her mother had remained at the house, telling her to get away. She had no idea where she was or what had happened to her, but there was no way she could go back. They were probably searching for her right this minute. Sighing, Hana continued on her way down the path.
She had stopped by a stream to refill her canteen when something caught her eye. Not something, but someone. She stood slowly, not wanting to bring attention to herself. Her steps were slow and quiet as she neared whoever the person was, ready to flee if need be. But as she got closer, she noticed it was a warrior, different from the ones she had seen before. And he was injured. She quickly came over to him. "Excuse me?" She knelt beside him. "Excuse me sir, are you wake? Can you hear me?"