I'll Be Your Warrior | | Anatolia + Mallory | | Arena: Day One
The battle with the quite formidable Arlene had been very taxing, to say the least. Although she finally did succumb to the wrath of the hunters, she put up quite the fight before doing so. I hate to say that it was a bit admirable, but I am no child of Hermes who lies and deceives very often.
Once we gather up all of our things, Mallory and I hobble to safety, using the map of the labyrinth to our advantage. Blood oozes from my severed leg, and I am quite aware that I must treat it soon.
Mallory and I head back the way from which Arlene came, moving a bit further east before we choose to settle down up against a towering, yet decrepit stone wall.
"Mallory...you must produce a bit of dry wood and brush for a fire. I must cauterize my wound before I bleed out or before it becomes infected," I utter.