An Alternate Ending Of A Hero's Last Journey

There was an explosion of rainbow glitter, and her monster was gone. One swing of a magic blade was all it took to wake her from her nightmare.

"Thank you," Karishma sobbed. To Vera, to Elias, to whoever was listening. She wiped her eyes and struggled to refocus on the battlefield.

Elias had already danced away, his blade a whir of bloody light in his hands as he tore through monster after monster. With the haste in which they were dispatched, Karishma couldn't tell if the creatures had fallen out of her head or her friends'.

But Elias was only killing everything in front of them; their backs were still open. Out of the deepest shadows at the edge of the treeline, a small, wicked creatures slunk onto the battlefield. Its weapon wasn't strength