The Woods: At Log Cabin
Max was prone to the ground by the underworld nymphs that he could barely move. The underworld nymph in charge held the white crystal in her hand- - she puts on a wicked smile as she approaches Max.
“Let go of me!” Max yelled.
He’s trying to free himself from the grip of the underworld nymphs but too bad the presence of the white crystal is making him weak. It’s as if his strength has been locked away -- he only feels like the normal mortal he used to be before he got the black crystal in him.
“Relax…” said the underworld nymph in charge. She knees beside Max as she brought the white crystal close to Max. “I will be quicker.”
“Don’t do this…”
Max shuts his eyes. His life is coming to an end again and he has not made up with his wife. It’s a matter of seconds
