The Lion Awakened
Panda rested on her knees in the captain's cabin. Meditation did not come as easily these days, far too many uneasy endings could come about. But slowly she cleared her mind of these thoughts and others. Images flowed as they did sometimes.A lion on a battlefield, fighting, tearing, rending human flesh from his opponents. The lion springs forward and transforms into a man. Samurai, top knot tied tightly. Eyes, dark, darker than night flashed like lightning in a storm.
"My Lord Nakasura, this battle is not honorable. There is no honor in slaying innocent people." The samurai spoke.
Nakasura nodded, "You are right, but we have limited choices, Saran."
Saran nodded, bowed and left. He was met outside by a female warrior and a smallish man.
"The word?" The female asked.
"The word is now. May the gods grant us honor, but I doubt they will."
The female looked grave, bowed and left. The smallish man disappeared into the shadows.
"Forgive me, Lord Nakasura, for what I am about to do." Saran strode away.