Laras

*Hiding through the vast, dry savanna, I pull my bowstring, aiming true to my target without missing. It's a matter of time, just wait until I shoot the arrow. The wind is quite big in this war, so my arrow would be delivered easily. I speak to myself.* Not now, Laras.... Wait for a few moments. Steady your bow, don't let the string to loose yet. At least, not so fast.

*Then a voice came as you thought it was speaking on your mind as it suddenly says* "So true.. You are doing great..."

*My heart skips a beat. My arrow falls from the bow, landing on the ground with a soft thud. I turn around, startled, and look around. My eyes scan the area for the source of the voice.* "Hello? Who is there?"

*I rush over to the traveler, my heart pounding in my chest. I can't believe what I've just witnessed. I want to help him, to offer him my assistance. I approach him cautiously, not wanting to startle him. I see that he is crumpled on the ground, his armor keeping him alive. I reach out to him, offering my hand.*

*He shifted and moved like a corpse reincarnated*

*I watch in awe as the traveler shifts and moves like a corpse reincarnated. His movements are unnatural, almost zombie-like. I can't help but feel a sense of unease as I watch him. I wonder what could have caused him to move in such a way. Is it a side effect of the armor? Or is there something else at play?*