His heart was pounding in his chest as they were running. The adrenaline rush made him move faster then ever, making their way to the big room they where they had been when they first came in. Alek could hear steps behind him coming closer and closer. His fingers grip the iron front door's handle and pulled. Nothing. He pull harder and tried to shake it, but to no avail. Alek turned around and saw the man with the dagger who spoke earlier. On his face was a nasty smile, his tongue licking the edged dagger.
"Which one of you wants to play first? How about you boy.. you have a big mouth, I'll cut that brave tongue out and we will see how well you can talk then," he gestured towards Gandon. Alek wouldn't allow it. Nobody was going to hurt his friend. He fired an arrow into the man's head and stopped him in his tracks. The man seem to be surprised by the shot and stumbled, yet he was still alive. "You son of a b-"
Alek shot two more bows in the man's chest. One of them must have hit his heart. The man froze with a gapping mouth as he try to grasp on to life. Then he crumpled to the ground, lifeless. "Th-they aren't truly immortal.. the elixir or whatever must be wearing off. We might have a chance Gan," the boy said looking over to his friend.