I watch from the rooftops to the market below, he is around here, I know it. The villagers stand no chance against him; I am their only hope; I am the one who can save their lives; I am the only one who can face him. I pull out my bronze machete from my scabbard and jump to a lower rooftop that’s nearer to the town square. My family will hate me for this, but I have no choice, he killed the only thing that mattered to me, I have to do this; I have to be a hero.