Everything was in chaos around him. As he shot arrow after arrow at his enemies. They seemed to be coming from everywhere he looked. There were far too many of them. The fires that the drakes had left were started to spread and among the flames were grotesque forms that had once been his fellow soldiers. His entire world was falling around him as he began to run low on ammunition. A giant Hound leapt at him, teeth flashing in the rays of the sun. He managed to loose an arrow just in time and struck it straight in the roof of its mouth. It landed with a sickening thud at his feet, black blood oozing into the already stained earth.
Why did it have to be me? He thought as he struck an giant right between the eyes. How was I supposed to win this war? How am I the hero?
"Fall back!" Came a cry from his left. It was General Vesryn.
Alastar turned and fled toward his General with