# Pastebin ND1GiQ9n
He almost definitely had a concussion.

He better get up before he was mistaken for a corpse.

Daron wanted to stay where he was, lying against the ground. It hurt just to move.

Daron was exhausted. He was moments away from death himself, didn't have anything left to say. It was taking all his energy just to remain standing upwards. He wanted to say something heroic, he wanted to walk across the field and sink his sword into Surtr's chest.