[Completed] remember what we're fighting for

Rotten luck, that’s what this was.  

So far, Grainne had managed to avoid more than the briefest encounters with darkspawn, but now if felt like they were making up for lost time, all crawling out at one.  And this time it wasn’t only her own ass she had to save, but also the civilians who got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, every one of time looking as though they had never held a weapon before.  At first, she regretted making the choice to stop over in this village a rest a while, but if she hadn’t then who would be the one to be the big damn hero?

 All that and to top it off, she wasn’t having the best day with her health.  Her head throbbed and her body felt awkward and disconnected, but she kept swinging her sword, fueled by adrenaline and spite.  After everything she had already survived, she had no intention of going down easily, but even her fierce determination had its limit.  Her body ached from exhaustion, the world swirled around her, there seemed to be no end to the darkspawn, and…

…holy fuck was that a dragon?!