[While he's running like mad, Soren is keeping an eye on Juza from across the town. Soren wraps around that way, seeing at least a couple men in the mob gaining on his new found buddy. Not on his watch. Bull rushing in perpendicular from Juza's path forward, Soren hits one guy with a haymaker and shoulder checks another with his plate armor, knocking them both out.
He's ready to turn and follow Juza out into the jungle, but some in the crowd are hurling rocks. One large enough to make Soren's head spin clock him just above an ear and makes his head spin. Disoriented, he's not sure which direction is best to go. More than ever in this experience, he feels lost in the dreamscape.
Is he about to wake up? About to die? Impossible to tell the difference. Some more help is definitely needed]
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He's ready to turn and follow Juza out into the jungle, but some in the crowd are hurling rocks. One large enough to make Soren's head spin clock him just above an ear and makes his head spin. Disoriented, he's not sure which direction is best to go. More than ever in this experience, he feels lost in the dreamscape.
Is he about to wake up? About to die? Impossible to tell the difference. Some more help is definitely needed]