Reviving The Bro!

Skullius saw dead Darewolves sprinkled over a somewhat moist ground and knew that he was close.

He dashed forward and covered the distance from this place and to the site where he had buried Red Rage in five minutes.

This was it. He was almost there. The anticipation he felt was intense.

The loneliness had been real.

He had to be strong all this time while being surrounded by enemies without any form of backup.

Now, it would be different.

Upon reaching the familiar spot, he felt strange.

It seemed like forever ago when all the events he remembered had happened and yet...

He looked around, his vision seeing further than he had been able to the last time he was here.

From here, he could see the goblin settlement that was roughly a hundred meters away with better clarity, the burnt remains making me feel like this could have been him in another reality.

Trampled by the strong while he could do nothing to resist.