warm blood flowing out of my body. but it was not over, for i could still feel. i was still alive. with the last of my strength, i struck my foe across his helmet. i swung again and chopped off his head in a single, swift stroke. his body collapsed, and i stumbled back.
the battle was over. we had won.
i was not long for this world, but i could tell that not one warrior of either side, save for me, was alive. the dungeon had gone completely silent. i crawled over to the head of my final foe, and removed his helmet. i gazed into his eyes, and he did 