Dying Light

Evans kneeled on the ground, his shield digging into the ground and disintegrating by the second.

In front of him, his hands were no longer holding the shield, his hands were full of scars and calloused from the adventures he had had.

Incredibly, Evans could not believe the strength the arrow had, for it was able to easily pass through the shield like butter.

However, why? In what way? The arrow had an element imbued in it, what was that? The vile black element—he couldn't recall a single element possessing such destructive strength.

Until their voices quieted down, he heard the screams of his comrades, Emma, Hugen, and everyone else.

At last, Evans took a deep breath of relief.

He thought, "Well, at least they're safe.".

Those of his comrades who had been teleported to safety were no longer in danger.

How does he feel about his decision? Was he sorry he didn't listen to the soldiers who warned them to escape?