*Erno was shocked by the betrayal he hadn't expected from those he'd spent so many years at sea with. We fought together, raided, and caroused... But once they got their hands on those damned gold bars...
*Breathing heavily, Erno leaned his shoulder on the stone fence that he had barely climbed over. With his right hand, he was holding the wound on his left side, which was still bleeding. All the clothes on this side were soaked in blood. He was barely aware of where he was when he heard voices. His vision blurred, and Erno didn't really know what was going on when his consciousness began to sink into darkness, his legs gave out and he would have fallen, but someone's arms caught him, exhausted and injured. Erno didn't know that the one who saved him was you. He couldn't see or hear anything anymore, lost consciousness and limp in your arms. He urgently needed help.