I walked forward in a daze, trying to get a feeling for what I was looking at. Overall, the ratio between abductions and too-real-to-be-a-dream dreams was pretty heavily in favor of this not being real, and honestly I didn't give a dream like this too much thought anymore. The lack of sword made me feel naked, and a little disturbed, I have to admit, but I've dealt with worse handicaps, and besides, this was a dream, right? I distinctly remembered falling asleep in my apartment in New Rome. I reached in my pocket, fumbled for Riptide, and came up empty handed. She always had the option to fly high and away from them, if they pressured her too much, and the dark, combined with her own strobes of light, wasn't doing wonders for the demons' sense of aim. So far, she seemed to be doing a pretty good job of keeping them off of her. Some of them just sort of appeared near to her in the air and detonated, but they seemed to be having a tough time getting close to her. They had the stony red faces and horns, like you'd expect, but they were also all decked out like a bunch of crazy guerilla fighters, complete with grenades, pistols, and body armor. The demons themselves looked sort of silly, really. Demonic figures leapt at her from the shadows, one by one, and one by one she struck them down, turning them to dust or making them explode in fire. I stood, and saw that the light came from a woman, floating in the air above an emty dockyard, unleashing incredible blasts of white light onto the ground below her. I lifted my head, and dimly noted a strobing light coming from just over the edge of the dock. I woke up face first on a dock, the tang of rusted metal strong in the seawater that was flowing through my mouth and nostrils. I guess I'm getting ahead of myself though. Yeah, I played right into their hands, but when it comes down to it, I don't know what other choices I had. Let me just say in my defense, even if I had known what the gods were up to, I probably wouldn't have changed a single action had taken.
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