The monk's head raged with sharp pain for seconds and then completely cleared up, as if a giant rock had been removed from his head. When he looked up, he saw that he was no longer standing up, but sitting slouched against a wall in the middle of Two Stars, facing the fountain. Across the pavement, half sitting half leaning on the marble basin, was the all too familiar figure of Glith.

Keystone noticed that a sharp stomach pain and his muscles protesting anything more than sluggish movements. He involuntarily squinted at the sun, now high up in the sky and took a while to adjust to his surroundings. His knuckles and armour were nowhere to be found, as was any indication of his horse, Saran, or their shared saddlebags.

Two Stars was a lot dirtier than he remembered. Stray bits of hay, bricks, chunks from walls and various other props littered the square. The fountain's water supply was slightly murky, reflecting a reddish sort of colour as it flowed down into the basin. A stray sword and broken spear were visible towards the town entrance, but of people there was no sign.

The undead knight seemed...exhausted?...as he leaned on the fountain, staring at Keystone with eyes that kept flickering out of existence. On the knight's armour he could see a few dents in the same places the monk had struck. The sword that the knight held in his left hand and used as a makeshift crutch was proudly displaying the glowing inscription: Kaylee.

"So..." Glith forced out, his voice displaying the exhaustion his features couldn't, "I have finally done it. She's back with me. You should leave, human, before you suffer any more," the knight rose to his full height, trying to appear as menacing as possible. The attempt was undermined by a slight slouch and the sword visibly digging into the dirt as the full weight of the undead came to rest upon the pommel.