So much... so much pain...

That boulder split my skull... I can... I can feel it... I feel blood leaving my head... caking my hair... warm blood... the warmth's leaving...

As if the... the fight against the King of Shadows hadn't been... painful enough... the vale had to... to collapse when he died... I hate sore losers...

I don't want to die... not here... not like this... in the middle of nowhere... forgotten by everyone... lying broken on the... cold floor... so cold... no...

My heart's pounding... slowly... it's the only thing I can... I can hear...

Sand... that traitorous rat... I can see... his body... it hasn't been crushed yet... I remember... I remember he had at least one... one Teleport scroll...

I feel so weak... moving hurts... but I must get to his pouch...

Here it is... it's open... it's here... the scroll... thank Kossuth...

I'm seeing all red... but I can make out the... the runes... I'll get out of here...

The flash hurts my eyes... they sting...

I recognize this place... it worked... my bed... my room... I left them so long ago... it worked...

Everything's getting blurry... and redder... and cold... so cold... but I'm home... home... I can die here... I can... I'm home... home...

Ho...........