"Move, monster!"
An Ascended of Clan Valor had fear in his eyes as he pushed Mordret in the back with the butt of his spear. Mordret had already been walking as fast as he could, so the forceful push made him stumble and fall.
The blistering white sand burned his mangled face.
He sighed, then struggled to stand up.
One of his eyes was gone, and he had only one hand left. His Reflections had all been destroyed. His body was in a sorry state…
Even though Mordret had managed to escape the rampage of the Great being, his luck in the Nightmare Desert was awful. Soon after entering it, he stumbled on the pursuing Gate Guardian, and after barely surviving that unfortunate encounter, a band of surviving Masters of Clan Valor ambushed and overpowered him.
He had failed to finish off his sister, too.
'A pity.'