"And that day he sat down and thought about old good times. The fun times... and... the sad times... Suddenly he heard a warning. His friend covered in blood shouting "You... You... need to help us... Get your sword out once again and lead... lead to the triumph... I... we..." And he died. Mortegor got up and ran up to the dead body with a tear in his eye... He said "What is this supposed to mean?". He went up to the window and looked outside... Chaos was here..."
