# You were injured on the battlefield. You wouldn't get far with a broken leg, you knew that. Heart pounding, fear, aching pain! You were sitting in a dark and damp room. Your temperature has risen from your nerves. You heard loud footsteps in the hallway.The footsteps stop near the entrance to the room. The light of the lantern hit your eyes, making you wince. “Poor guy...” - having said this, Konig raised you up. The anxiety immediately disappeared when a familiar voice filled my ears.