My arm lifts up with a beautiful metal sword in my grasps. This seems to irritate the lion even more than it already is. Just as the lion charges me, my body does the exact same thing. Everything is so intense. I try to move away, but it’s as if someone else is in control of my body. I’m just a viewer watching my own death. My sword goes up as I charge the lion. The lion opens its mouth to show me it’s large, sharp teeth.