The moment you catch a glimpse, you leap out and run the enemy through with your sword. The man gurgles and falls hard. Clutching his wound, he looks up at you. His eyes grew bigger, and he opens his mouth to say something, but the light in his eyes fades and he passes out before he can.
He dies soon after. Spots form before your eyes, and in the darkness you can see shapes. “Brothers?” inquires a voice in the mists, “It was they who betrayed me, they cannot see clearly that they are just postponing the inevitable…”
The shadows begin to dissipate. “Need…more…”