He walked in the dry land of desert cautiously looking out for enemies.
All of a sudden, an arrow struck right into his chest. It was not the only one. There were more than one arrow that injured him.
The warrior pulled out the arrow on his chest unconsciously. He rised above again. It wasn't enough to kill the warrior.
He continued his way on the desert land. He was tired, bleeding and still he was moving. But this time......
There was a conon right in front of him ready to shoot.
But this time...... The warrior smiled and ran towards the canon to face it.
Every injury you faces makes you stronger for something bigger. Face it. Rise from it.