I stole one last glimpse at the battle raging in the water below me and then I pulled out my sword as my own battle begun. I was covered and dripping in water and sweat, but I wouldn't give up. Not when I had so much to lose. I was weakening I could feel it in bones and could see it in the way my body was reacting to my opponent. I had to keep going. I couldn't stop fighting. If I lost then all my people would be destroyed. I had to win this battle.