The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
*Beep beep* *Beep beep*
[System notice] Battery level low.
"Ugh... five more minutes, please..." Uriel said as he attempted to cover his face with a blanket that wasn't there anymore. Getting out of bed had always been a difficult task for Uriel, made only worse by the many sleepless night he spent before finally finding a suitable place for him and his friends to live.
To call it a house would be an overstatement, but it was the closest thing to a home they could manage with the little building materials they were able to secure. Of course Uriel could have simply bought a tent from his souvenir shop, but he decided not to since he knew they would need more permanent accommodations anyway.
[System notice] Battery...
"I know, shut up already!" Uriel grunted.
"Grrr... let me sleep." Luna growled in a deep voice that didn't fit her innocent face in the slightest.
"This is your fault!" Uriel rebuked.
"Uhm... no."