PATH: East 4

I did not get even as far as I am capable of. A tektite waylaid me and I had to kill them all. Once I lose even a little bit of health my sword looses its power. I am loathe to admit it but that enrages me, and I extract a terrible toll on the poor creatures for getting in my way.

I killed one foe while it hid amongst the rocks. It dropped its treasure inside the ring where I apparently cannot reach it. I do not care. The mocking useless clock. Telling me I am soon to be out of time.