Atreyo holds wizard’s dead body in his arms as he sits in a pool of blood Atreyo:Damn it…. Swordsman:..What do we do now that wizard’s dead…? Archer:….. Atreyo:….We fight the dead Swordsman:Sorry what!? Archer:…Turns to look at you Atreyo:Grabs his spear and points it at you Atreyo:state your name and business