Ghost of the past

The boy's heart pounded in his chest, the heavy scent of blood filling the air and signaling that death was near. In the murky gloom, he could make out the shifting shadows closing in around him, their growls echoing in the darkness.

He took a deep breath, gripping his sword tighter. Then, before him, he saw a smiling man with an arrogant look.

"Give up being an explorer, or die here."

Obviously, the boy's response was to point his sword at the man, sterling at him with eyes full of hatred. However before he could move forward to strike, Wein vanished. 

Then, the monsters began to attack.

Davi quickly dodged the first strike. With a quick leap to the right, he avoided the second.

His breath was ragged, his heart racing as he used every fiber of his being to stay alive.

Even so, it was almost impossible to find even the slightest opening to attack, as blows came from all directions.