The night sky was sleek black with pale white stars shining above the mountain tops, the
slight breeze lingered in the air cooling down all my worries. We rode on in silence, with only the
sound of our camels walking. The only other sound I could hear was my heart pounding against
my chest.
Finally we neared our base just as the sun began to appear in the horizon. As we were
setting up our camp, we heard cries coming closer towards us. General Khan rushed outside, we
all followed after, bow in hand, arrows strapped to our backs. It was a young man, he carried
a bleeding body over one shoulder and it sounded as if he was calling for help. “The enemy
is coming, hurry, help me get this man to safety and prepare for battle.” General Khan didn’t
hesitate, He called to his warriors to help save the injured man. We then collected our weapons,
then Genghis piped out, “You know the rules, nobody leaves the battlefield until you die!”
The first sight of our enemy was not a pretty one. Ruthless warriors rode on heavy metal armed
horses carrying swords, axes and daggers. Our army was the total opposite, petrified humans
shaking on unarmed camels clenching our favorite weapon: The Mongal bow. Although underneath
our heavy coat fastened with a tight leather belt lay a sword and an axe, our secret weapons.
The horn sounded, after that life would never be the same again. Galloping through the
uneven ground at full speed, arrow strapped to my bow ready for anything. Out of nowhere came
the sharpest sword plunging right towards my heart. I ducked and popped right back up as soon
as I saw it whiz pass me like a rocket. I aimed my arrow towards my predator’s horse and shot. It
only took one second for the horse to fall dead on the rough ground and my enemy along with it.
I gasped in horror at what I’d done to another human, then looked away and continued the bloody
battle. I ended three more lives until I finally heard the drum beat to signal that this death game
was finally over. We won.
The rest of the enemy fled back into their territory and we were left alone to the sight of
bleeding bodies everywhere. As we were heading back to base, I heard yells behind us, so I turned
around to see what all the commotion was about, but all I saw was the arrow zooming straight
towards its target: Me.
I fell off my horse and staggered backwards on the ground. The last thing I saw was all my
friends rushing back to fight the enemy once again. I slowly closed my eyes and remembered
seeing the people on the beds in the hospital. Motionless. Just like me now.
