• I lean against a wall, protecting myself from Oryx's minions. My left leg shot. I take three arrows from my quiver and pull on my bow. I could hear Oryx laughing and my companions dying. I look slightly to the right to see what was happening. The big red bastards had just killed another comrade.
    I couldn't let my personal feelings get the better of me. I aimed as soon as one of the minions' back was to me. I shot quickly. The arrows went in all different directions, separating from each other the further they got. I kept taking arrows from my quiver and firing. Soon, I noticed I had less than three. The minion I weakened was taken down by a wizard across from me.
    I tried to us signals to formulate a plan with him but, he just ran off into the distance and got killed. "Oh god..." I sighed with disbelief. My leg was bleeding badly. I grabbed the golden arrow in my quiver. I was saving it to paralyze Oryx, but I just couldn't handle the pain. I stabbed myself with the arrow in hopes that my foot would become paralyzed and I wouldn't feel the pain. Well, I was half right. Soon I couldn't feel my hands either.
    My entire body was slowly becoming paralyzed. As I awaited my death from Oryx's pawns, I start remembering how this all started, how it came to be. And so, I drifted into my thoughts...