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As everyone was just sitting around and doing their own thing a knock on the door gathered everyone's attention, as she took a step out of her room, she already knew that another one had called for her help. Her soldiers came into her dreams giving her a warning as another battle was going to happen. They all gather their swords and weapons. At her doorstep, in a hand that clutches onto it for dear life, were red strings and the incense. A face that had lost hope and was giving up on everything made its smile as he saw her face. A group of three men made their way in the door and sat casually on the chairs that were handed to them, as she made her way to grab a chair and sat across from them. He tried to hold a casual conversation but her face focused on the cold sweat that ran from his head giving it all away. It was not until she spoke and told him that she knew of his coming and was willing to do anything in her power to try to help. As those words left her mouth, tears broke down from his eyes, as it was seen that he was finally able to gain hope again, as if she had breathed life into him. She told him to wipe his tears away as a grown man was never to show tears and to never lose hope, as he wiped his tears and gain control over himself, he stood up and the other two men followed. They all bowed and left the red string and incense as they made their way to the door. As the door slams shut, and the quietness follows, leaving everyone in the household to turn their face to her as she sits there in a corner sipping her tea. Before anyone could’ve said anything, she told them not to worry and make preparations for when they are about to leave for a trip to the next village. Her sons stood up and made their mother’s preparations as they gathered all the equipment and papers that were needed.