Emily and Roger had been stumbling around the planet trying to fulfill their mission. But things didn't seem to be going to plan. Emily walked with a slight limp, and Roger held his injured arm.
'Those monsters deserved to die,' Emily mused. Trying to focus her anger on their earlier attackers rather than on the useless partner that trudged beside her. 'Ryan's so much better.'
'Wait, why am I thinking about Ryan… that letter, it's the heavens themselves.'
The creepy gargoyles had attacked them from their perches on the deserted building they stumbled upon two days into their mission.
Luckily, the gargoyles were of lower rank, and Emily was able to cut them down with her green saber, leaving Emily and Roger sore and somewhat injured.