The whole sky covered in blue torquoise lightnings made the day even brighter than it was before. You could've seen the lightnings even from the city were William and Jack started earlier that day.

But what could it have been? Did one of the gods go rampage and killed everything in the church? Who knows, only the people that were inside of the church would have known.

*POV: Jack*

Laying down, knowing that my last breaths were coming, I was looking for William. What happened to him? Is he alright? He must've released his god otherwise there wouldn't have been these big lightnings over the whole horizon.

"But why did he unleash it just now? He just could've run. I am doomed anyways..." I thought to myself while waiting for death to take me.

"Stop overthinking everything you damn old man." William said with a raised tone while stumbling in my direction.

I didn't recognized it at first because my vision was blurry, but he definitely didn't even have one scratch on his whole body. Again, trying to take the last strength in order to say something, I asked "Will... h-h-how did you do that? They were so..." *cough* *cough* taking a break while coughing out blood on the remaining points of my chest "... damn strong."

Him not responding and me waiting for him to say something, nothing happened. In fact he just looked down on me without saying one damn word. And that while I was dying. He couldn't get his thoughts clear, not even in that vary moment.

Moments of silence passed and I noticed how I couldn't move even my little finger.

"Hey buddy, I have one last thing to say. Go to a city that is called 'Annaba' there will be anything you need in life but if you don't want to say anything then just go and let me die in peace here. I see that you don't even have the guts to say a friend goodbye. Just piss off and let me be."

I thought that this would get him back to mind but he stood up after covering my wounds and left me back in the sand. No horse or any other means of transport was in sight. In my last moment I only asked myself one thing. What is that boy going to do now?

*POV: William Hughes*

Even at that moment, I could say nothing to him. Not even express anything that could fulfill him while he was dying. Now I just left him there without saying a word. But I have chosen my path and so now I can't go back.

Maybe it wasn't the right decision, but I just couldn't help it and I never would. While I ran further in the direction of the forest and moved further and further away from Jack, I realized a few things. I was strong and yet I could not protect anyone.

Even if I could defeat these gods, it was no use. If I had intervened and gone into that building before Jack, he would not have died. Covering my eyes, I wasn't able to hold back some tears.

"But what is this? sniff...sniff..." asking myself what was happening to me, because I couldn't remember when I last cried in my painful and discouraging life. I never had the time to cry but now when a person died I actually really liked I had no other opportunity but to cry.

I didn't have a plan to go on but I knew that the guild would seek me and in fact really hunt me down. Nevertheless, I had a card with me that I had gotten from Jack. As I ran on and on, I rummaged the map out of my left pants pocket and could also quickly make out where I was. I quickly found Bosworth and a few other towns in my area.

First, I created a makeshift path for myself, where I passed relatively close to the cities, but I could not be recognized from the cities. The plan was to get to the town Jack had told me about. "Annaba, where exactly could this city be located. But it didn't matter for now, because I had to get to the next town first and as far away from that place as possible and then I could make a better plan.

Shortly, after one or two hours of walking, I reached the next town and close to it in a forest I set up a small camp. In this I wanted to spend one or two nights and then best sneak into the village at night and steal something to eat. That should be the plan, as I wanted to fight from village to village.

After setting up my little camp of stones, a few ropes, branches and leaves, however, I soon went to sleep. Because after all these events I could not eat anything that evening. Jack's death and the use of my powers, which I actually never wanted to use again. Besides, using them didn't even do any good. With all these thoughts, I fell asleep very slowly and ominously that night.

In my dreams I was able to see some fractures of the last few days. At first I saw Jack dying in my hands over and over again. It didn't go out of my mind and no matter how often I woke up and fell asleep again it didn't change a thing.

There was also this old man again and I still didn't know what he was saying to me. But something was different than the other dreams some mixed colour of blue and turquoise was shining at the throat of the old man and I was getting bigger and bigger.

As this glow grew, I heard a muffled voice from all sides. "Why are you afraid of your power? Because I am more than a simple god."

Before I could even answer, I woke up and this time it was already morning again. Actually, I wanted to go directly to the city and look around for food and drink, because I still had money left for now.

*Crack!*

But the crack of a branch interrupted this decision. What or who was that again?