He's coming!
Just one man, and he's left a sea of blood in his wake.
Running any further is impossible.
The man who chased me all the way to Bulgaria isn't here to capture me.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Something funny?"
Yeah! But a man drenched in blood has no sense of humor.
"You have no time, and neither do I."
"Let's end this."
He only has a piece of wood in his hand, and I have a knife. But if I don't finish him in one strike...
Now!
"What happened?"
His wood is in my body!
It pierced my heart like a sword!
"Heh heh..."
I cut a gash from his forehead to his cheek.
Now I can say I fought to the very end.