The hero looked at the skies, he felt the wind blowing on his back, encouraging him like his friends. He watched the fireflies dance in the air, as some kind of message that they were trying to give. The edenic whispers were calming. He looked at his reflection, seeing a being that has been forced into this grusome test by god. He looked down from the cliff, seeing all his friends looking up on him. He felt relaxed and calm,but fearless and brave. His friends made him think about his best buddies who had died in the fight. He felt a deep rage in his soul. He only said another thing before going on the path to the arena where we would fight god himself. "Lets just get this over with.."