Inarael continued to dash quickly, her legs never felt tired in this place, the realm of dreams felt far greater than the living world, or perhaps it was simply that she had gained the strength of the weapon at her hip. Even if she left this dream, a trace of it would remain with her, along with the memories linked to the tool. It didn't take long for more traces of the nightmare to find their way into Inarael's path. Orcs, like the ones that had assaulted the girl, burly creatures, they far outsized the elf, but she confidently held the weapon at her side.

She dashed towards the closest, however the timing of a rather unfortunate event was linked to Akio's inability to resist. As he drew energy, a ripple occurred around the elf, she came to a halt, almost stumbling off her feet and grasping her head. She palmed the right side of her face, small dark wisps spreading out form her palm before cutting off and scattering to dust.
The orc she had been charging towards instead took the initiative, grasping the elf by the skull and striking her in the gut. needless to say, it hurt, she coughed loudly, feeling her head tugged up by the hand holding her. The other hand drew back and struck the elf again, this time in the face. She tumbled, back, grounded momentarily, however she looked up, wiping a bleeding mouth.

The Orc was running towards her to follow up, however she shot up in response, leaping off the ground and swiftly delivering a crushing knee-blow to his jaw. He stumbled back, dazed, however feeling the cold steel of a chain around his neck, he had enough time to register that she'd looped it around his neck during that brief exchange before she jumped overhead, dropping behind him and swiftly kicked the back of his spine. The power of the weapon allowed it to decapitate the creature, turning it to dust as she stared at the two remaining creatures. They didn't waste time launching themselves at Inarael, but she had enough time to wind up the weapon and spin it in hand.

It released a gentle whistle as she spun it before she let it fly forward, striking the first of the two in the skull, like the first, he simply exploded into dust. The weapon arced through the air and Inarael drew it back, leaping deftly over the last charging orc, the beast clumsily stumbled under her as she landed behind him, getting the weapon into a spin once more before she launched it at him. Not a direct hit, but it made the orc stumble forward. She was getting used to the motion of drawing it back and tossing it again, quickly striking the creature several more times before it crumpled under the blows, perishing like it's former companions.

She wound the weapon back and turned again, reaching up to wipe her mouth again before she stared up accusingly in the direction of the crow, only briefly before she ran on again. Clearly he hadn't been taken her very seriously. Inarael was going to have to expect that to happen again if she wanted to survive this farm girl's mind, but that was going to be an unenviable task if this nightmare was what she thought it to be.. Something worse..