Minutes earlier...
Dizziness struck Elliot's mind, and his system sent him several consecutive alerts.
[Danger. Player Elliot Clark is about to die.]
[DANGER] [DANGER]
The danger messages appeared before him, flooding his vision with system windows.
Even so, he paid little attention to them, as his mind was confused and dizzy.
Instinctively and in one swift movement, he took as many potions as he could from his inventory and swallowed them quickly.
'I'm going to die...'
His body began to feel heavy, to the point where he couldn't open the system one last time. The potion bottles rolled across the floor, but due to the dust and the darkness of the night, no one saw them.
It was then that he finally regained some of his senses and got his bearings. He knew he was in danger or dead.
So he looked at his right arm, feeling terrible pain. There was a deep wound that went down to the bone and partially broke it. It also ran across part of his chest, but...
