The Cabals were right behind, both to the left and right there was bulidings buried in sand, there where nowhere to run but forward. I ran and ran until I stood right in front of a big building wich I thought hid much scarier enemies than out here, a few Cabals had given up the chase but seven where still hunting me so I decided to make my last stand here. I took a stronger grip of my assault rifle, Sanghelios and waited.. It took about two minutes for the remaining Cabals to reach me. I shot a magazine in the biggest one, when the remaining saw him fall they sreamed and ran at me so I jumped to the left and killed the next one, now they were furious and started shooting at me. This time I ran at them. When I reached the first two I used the "Fist of Havoc" wich made them fall to the ground as easy as the previous ones. When I looked up again a Cabal were right in front of me. He decided to melee-hit me. I flew almost ten meters and dropped Sanghelios in the flight. I took a grip of my knife, Snow, and ran to the Cabal who made me fly, I jumped and pierced his throat with it. Now there were only two left, they were about 30 meters away from me and I only had a knife. But than I heard something, it sounded like steps. I decided to face my death without a fight so I sat down. I where certain it were more Cabals who had heard the gunfight. And then out of the building two fellow Guardians, two hunters came and killed the remaining Cabals. And those two Guardians are your uncle and aunt, and hopefully when you two grow up you will never see this kind of scenario.. But if you do I hope you've as trustworthy and skilled Guardians by your side as I did in my golden age.