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Petra was dreaming again...

Just like before, she was in Cheydinhal. Scrounging around for some food in a barrel, the Imperial turned up empty.

We're lucky Veneficus took us in...

Her thoughts were cut short as smoke rose from behind the Fighters Guild once more.

''Not again! Mikasa! ''

Petra immediately burst through the gate and stopped suddenly. The fire was raging again. Only this time, Mikasa wasn't there. Someone else was.

A figure wearing a duster coat stood with his back to the flames, staring at her with all the intensity of the blaze behind him.

Petra felt her face grow hotter and hotter the longer they stared at eachother. Her heart rate was rising rapidly. Threatening to pound out of her chest.

''Why is he staring...? ''

The Imperial tilted her head and rested her hand on her chin. Questioning this man. Wondering why her heart was racing so swiftly.

''It's like he's gazing into my soul. The very essence of...me. ''

She paused her thoughts as the figure seemed to be walking towards her. Slowly. Deliberatly. He reached her in a matter of seconds, despite his slow pace. Petra shrank back, out of fear. This man was taller than her by a decent amount. She only came up to just above his elbows. The Imperial kept backing up as she was pressured into a wall by the man. He smirked as soon as her back hit the wall of the fighters guild. He planted his hand on the wall next to her head and brought his face closer.

Petra shook with surprise as she felt Kaizens tail wrap around her waist.

"Tell me you don't want me..." The Argonian whispered, bringing his face ever closer to hers...

I don't want you!

Petra awoke in her cell with a start. She was panting as if she had been underwater for a very long time. Her heart was still racing.