"Endure a little longer your suffering is not over yet." Those words are the only thing that I remember.

In the middle of the plains a boy lies unconscious. It was night with the scent of blood in the air. A cloaked figure could be seen running slowing down as he got closer.

"It was a pain to find you. Now let's get this over with. Then you'll all be extinct finally!"

The figure pulled out a dagger with a gleeful face. Wasting no time as he was about to strike an arrow pierced his hand.

"Augh" as he turned around deflected another arrow aimed at his heart.

Forty feet away was a girl readying another shot. She was accompanied with two swordsmen in leather armor, as well as a spearman.

"Girl you and your friends should not meddle here! you'll regret it next time we meet!"

The arrogant coward ran away while getting shot in his left shoulder.

Girl: " He is gone. Let's get who ever he was gonna kill and get out of here."

On the trail behind them one could see a few dead people cloaks. Sadly they were beyond recognition. Several feet away a trail of blood was seen but no one wanted to know where it went.