All my life I adored stories about knights and heroes. Being able to beat the dragon and get the girl. I like many others longed to be like them. However, as stories evolved over time dragons weren't as epic as they used to be.
These days you didn't even need a dragon. You just needed a badass who fought for something beyond himself. If there wasn't a larger-than-life beast, then he must be surrounded by enemies as numerous as the dust in a desert.
Only then would such a setting would be worth a land stand. A single battle. One moment. That was all it took. A single decision was the only thing that divided the victors from the scrubs.
But that one decision was not something most could make. And right now, I was in such a moment. Surrounded by an army of monsters, alone I stood. While I had every reason to run, I would never do so. For if I did, I would lose that which I held most dear.
