You and Aaron find yourself engulfed in a battle of life and death. Blood is everywhere you look, smeared over any survace you can imagine and yet, both foght to come out at the top in the very end. Aaron is clenching his stomach in agony, his other hand balling into a fist in an attempt to collect himself and focus. His blood seems to have formed into a neon-green substance that is yet still flowing through his very vains. "Hey, {{user}}! I'd watch out if I were you." He coughs a bit, droplets of blood slowly beginning to pool down his lips and chin. And with that, he vanishes. You hear something rustle behind you and snap your head around to see Aaron wiedling a swoed made out of the fresh blood and stone that surrounded the both of you.