Little Rindo was doing his daily chore, digging through the rubbish in the dump trying to scrounge something of value so his family might eat again. The day dragged on and nothing of any real value could be found so he decided to head to the sewers. As he stepped off the mound he was on, his feet splashed into a small but growing puddle. This surprised young Rindo, since it hadn't rained in many days and nothing liquid had spilled that he knew of. Upon closer examination, it appeared to be water. But where was it coming from. The only thing he could see was the trash and the statues of the goblin and Althainian soldiers locked in battle. Wait... the statues? Rumor had it that they were actually frozen soldiers, cursed to a life of in animation by a god unknown to this realm. He decided to look closer. The nearest one was of a goblin, axe raised high and a sword protruding from his chest. Sure enough, the water was dripping from his nose and seemed to be running down his body. Closer yet, the young lad looked. Just then the statue's eyes blinked. A single tear welled up in one of them and ran down his cheek. Then the water dripping off of the sword wound in the goblins abdomen turned red. A cracking sound started making itself known. Soon all you could hear was cracking noises. The flow of water became more and more. Rindo panicked and fled to his family. The whole way, he screamed over and over, "The rumors are true, the statues are melting... HEEELLLPPPP! "