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It was a well organized ambush. They weren’t expecting
an attack and the warriors convoy was decimated, all
of the comrades were lost in a barrage of arrows...was
it only out of pure luck that he alone survived? As
soon as he started running he could hear the orcs
screaming while chasing him appetitive...until he
reached an eerie and dark path. All of a sudden
silence fell upon him, light was fading away, but he
could not stop running...he had to make sure that he
was no longer being followed.

Now, he had to confront an even greater danger...the
swamp was a sure damnation for those who weren’t
aware, buried inside the sick, dark, green waters, the
fog and the darkness he could sense the ugly smell of
death emerging...he had to encounter his greatest
fear of all...his own self...there..lost...in the
painful swamps..