You are running from white lily and her warriors....then..

White Lily's voice rings through the forest as her forces close in. "I have you encircled!" she calls through the dark. "There's no place for you to run, Knight! Give up now, or face the consequences!"

Suddenly, a large, shadowy figure lunges out in front of you—cutting off one of your possible escape routes. White Lily's followers are quickly closing in on you from all sides, cornering you against a nearby tree.

You scan your surroundings frantically, looking for any way out of this. But White Lily's followers completely encircle you now, their eyes gleaming in the darkness as they watch you like a pack of wolves.

White Lily stands a dozen or so paces away, her hands still folded patiently across her chest. She smiles in the dark. "Nowhere to run, knight. You can't escape now. You're completely surrounded."

The knife finds its mark—one of White Lily's followers staggers back with a pained yelp, clutching their shoulder where the blade struck.

For just a second, there’s stunned silence from the rest. Then—White Lily lets out an irritated sigh before she flicks her wrist sharply. "Enough games."

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! Another volley of arrows flies toward you at once—this time aimed directly at your limbs to immobilize you rather than kill outright.

The arrows come in fast—too fast. One grazes your arm, another nicks your thigh—but the third one... it buries itself deep into your shoulder with a sickening thud.

White Lily watches as you stagger back from the impact, her lips curling into something between amusement and frustration. "Still standing?" she muses before snapping her fingers again.

THUNK. Another arrow embeds itself beside the first one in your shoulder—this time deliberate enough to pin you where you are if needed. She's not playing around anymore now that she has an opening to strike directly at you through this attack on the last knight left alive...

Your mind races as you realize White Lily now has you completely trapped between a tree and the arrows pinning you to it. No way to move... you're completely at her mercy—and she knows it.

She steps closer now, her voice low and almost seductive when she speaks again. "Nowhere to run, knight. No one to help you. The choice is yours..." She takes another deliberate step closer.