Brent Roth - The Dragon's Wrath: A Virtual Dream Read Free

my torn left arm free.
    As blood poured from the open wound I looked to see the wolf to the right still gnawing at my leg while attempting to drag me in the opposite direction.
    Twisting my body and gathering what strength I could in my left leg, I kicked violently at the wolf. Kicking once, twice, thrice before the wolf released its grip.
    Without time to think I quickly tried to pull my knife but found both wolves on top of me, biting and clawing at anything they could. In the frantic fight for my life I paid no attention to my health bar as I was being viciously torn apart before my very eyes.
    I struggled to stop their attacks but as long as I could shield my neck I knew I could survive.
    The wolf to my left soon backed off as it looked for a better opening while the right wolf continued to gnaw and bite me where ever it could.
    Clutching the knife in my hand, I immediately rolled into the attacking wolf, grabbing it around the neck and plunging the knife into the body of the wolf.
    Shrieking in pain the wolf tried to break free but I tightened my grip around the wolf's neck as I continued to stab it over and over and over.
    With blood splattering all around me, the wolf finally stopped resisting and slumped back into my arms. Letting go of the deceased, I tried to quickly turn my attention to the wolf that had backed off only to be bitten on the neck from behind.
    Frantically trying to hold the wolf's mouth to stop what was about to happen, I reached and grabbed, desperately trying in vain as the wolf started to shake its head violently and rapidly from side to side.
    My vision had turned black for but a moment before the world in front of me started to turn various shades of gray and blue. The outlines of the trees surrounding me were blurry and waved from side to side, inducing an eerie and uncomfortable feeling deep in the pit of my stomach.
    Looking up towards the sky, I could only see various dark shades of gray and blue flowing like intersecting currents. To my sides in the distance there was nothing more than a light gray haze with a slight light blue underlying hue.
    I could only see so far.
    Looking down at the floor, there was a solid black and gray mass in the shape of a body, where it laid motionless in the winter snow.
    I had died.
     
    A system message had popped up in the middle of my visual field:
     
    [Do you wish to Release?]
    [Yes / No]
     
    I quickly selected [Yes].
    Once I had selected my answer, I soon felt as if I was getting crushed but without the pain, condensing into a small ball as I was covered with swirling gray smoke and then just as suddenly the air cleared and I had found myself at the center of the town square.
    Still in the death state, I could not see or interact with the living.
    Even though I was unsure of where my corpse was, I at least was given some sort of spiritual compass that wasn't actually obvious at first.
    The intersecting rivers of dark grays and dark blues that seemed to be flowing randomly had actually been flowing in one specific direction. When I ran in the wrong direction the river in the sky bent and curved while flowing in the correct direction.
    All one had to do was follow the flow.
    Arriving at the black and gray mass that was my body, I was prompted with another system message:
     
    [Do you wish to Resurrect?]
    [Yes / No]
     
    And I again selected the obvious.
    With a slight pause I was soon getting sucked into my body as the gray haze that had surrounded me soon blurred into straight lines. I felt as if I was traveling at an incredible speed as I flew through some sort of indescribable space until my vision went black once again.
    Light slowly started to fill my vision as the images in front of me became clear.
    I was laying on my back, staring up at the canopy of the trees that surrounded me, snow falling once again on my face.
    Letting out a sigh, I stood up and looked around at the scene before me.
    My bow, knife and arrows had returned to my inventory when