Maktane stopped a fist raised in the air. The man's HP gauge mere inches from depleting. He dropped the man and turned towards Vixen hugging her, "You're right... I did make a promise." He buried his face into her neck, tears falling down his face, "I'm sorry." The man on the floor laughed, "Aw, did the big bad killer grow soft." He stood up drank a potion, rejuvenating his health gauge. The man quickly grabbed Maktane pulled him back and stabbed him in the back, a long blade jutted out of his stomach. "If any of you move, I'll push the blade deeper, finishing him for good." Maktane held the area where the blade stuck out. "Damn you, you bastard." Maktane's voice was weak. The man spoke very confidently, "You two will escort me to the teleport gate and then you will forget about this man. Got it!"