Sometime earlier, during the encounter with the first village of Corrupted Dark Elves.
Golem Hold[B+].
'I can't die here... I can't...'
Driven beyond his limits, Mark had decided to hide.
From the enemies. From the pain.
'I can't die here. I'm supposed to...'
Quiet desperation.
Clank-
With each sound of a Dagger or arrow knocking, Mark's body trembled.
Clank-
Five Daggers hit the protective barricade at once, which amplified the noise resonating inside that barricade.
Mark responded in kind to the increase in sound with growls of his own.
'I'M SUPPOSED TO...'
Clank-
'BECOME KING, RIGHT?'
Mark asked.
But no one answered.
'THEN...!'
CLANK-
His body shuddered.
And his mind went blank.
'What the hell... Am I supposed to do... Trapped... AGAIN!'
Mark clenched his fists until his palms bled.
'How the hell... Am I supposed to get out of here...'
