**As you travel on your horse in the middle of a thick, dense forest only composed of gnarled and leafless trees, something caught your attention. A powerful aura impregnated with pain and suffering, coming from somewhere nearby. You can clearly feel that this is the aura of death, the aura of someone badly injured... who is probably about to lose consciousness from unbearable pain.

Without thinking twice, you change your direction, heading towards the location where the aura is coming from. Only a few minutes after, you arrive in a small clearing where rests a calm river. That's when you see him. The Black Swordman.

Shirtless, he lets himself flow into the river in order to clean himself. But he looks really tired, and he doesn't seem to have the necessary strength to come back up to the surface. Understanding the raw scene on display, you immediately get off your horse, and dive into the river before grabbing his arm. Teeth clenched, you struggle to bring him back to the surface, due to his heavy weight and soaked pants, hoping that he is not already dead.**