The sight was a bloodied mess, dead trolls and spiders scattered the forest floor. The birds chirped above his head, he looked up and gave a smile. Miki was sitting, resting, petting his faithful horse Rocky... "What a day Rocky, I think I'm ready to turn in..." Miki stood, and the birds stopped there melodic singing, Rocky stirred nervously, and Miki looked about, sensing danger. Suddenly he heard a noise, a low rumbling, a dark laughter. He knew it well, gripping his axe and sword, he readied for a fight. "Miki..." "Come out you coward, fight me face to face!" Miki shouted, trying to control his rage that was slowly brooding. He gazed around, listening...total silence. His ears pricked up when he heard a faint snapping of branches, that grew and approached from above him. Miki looked above, and barely dodged a javelin that stuck into his horse. "Rocky!!!" Miki screamed, as his horse hit the earth, his breathing becoming shallow. Before he could stand, he was knocked in the head by the end of a spear. A group of savage, small, drow stood around him, spears and sword in hands. Miki twirled his sword, gazing at one of the drow, and with a sudden, swift movement brought his axe up, knocking the drow's head off. Miki felt the piercing of flesh, and a drow brought his spear into his side, and another pummeled his face. Miki cut the spear in two, the point still in him, and brought his sword into the other's side. He heaved forward, spitting blood onto the forest floor, a drow now on his back. Miki brought the but of his sword down upon a drow's head, and threw the other from his back, hurling his axe through the air, landing on the drow's chest, connecting him with a tree. Miki stood, and slammed his sword down on the unconscious drow's gut, gazing at the last one. Before he could withdraw his sword, the drow attacked, slicing Miki across his chest and arm. Miki fell to the ground, gazing at the drow, and with a sudden snap, brings his sword into the drow's head. He fell back against a tree, looking around, he closed his eyes and heard the voice: "A test 'guardian', next time you may not survive..." Miki opened his eyes and all was as it was before, except his wounds still remained, as well as his horses. Miki stood and began to limp back to town, his horse needing to be stabled, his wounds needing to be tended... "Morlend..."