"Why now- gahh!"

Noah couldn't even remember how he got himself in a predicament like this, all he knew was that his whole body was throbbing, screaming in agony as numerous creatures surrounded him. His chest ached, and the grip on his sword grew weaker and weaker until it inevitably landed on the stone with a loud clank.

"The black blood- cough I need to survive.... Its not the time to die just yet, not until I...."

His voice grew weaker, and the silver haired man soon found himself on his knees, gasping for air. The mutated creatures, once noble knights approached him, hungry for his blood and agony. But, the weakened man could only surrender, and falling to the ground from the strain