Whirlwind, a warrior from the town of Tinta, walked slowly across a small forest
on the southwestern side of Shokoca. He was searching for the clan Spyre's 
hidden base. He had just been excepted into the clan, and was looking for the
Headquarters where Spyre told him to look. As he was walking, he stopped to take a break. He sat down on a small log. He reached into the small pack on his back. When he removed his
hand, he was holding a piece of moldy bread, and a canteen filled with only
about 2 gulps of water. This was the last of the food that he packed when he
left Tinta to join Spyre. Suddenly, he heard a cracking noise behind him.
Acting on instinct, he remained calm and slowly removed the dagger that was
attached to his uniform. Slowly, he turned around and looked behind himself. He
saw nothing.
     "Who's there?" said Whirlwind calmly?
     "Wouldn't you like to know," replied a voice, in which Whirlwind could
not identify.
     "Well, actually, I only wanted to know who was following me," said
Whirlwind. He then heard another cracking noise.
     "Your wish, is my command!," yelled the voice. Suddenly, a form appeared
behind Whirwind, and rushed torward him, grabbing his head and putting it into
a headlock. The form then pulled out a dagger much shorted, and put it to
Whirlwind's neck. Whirlwind acted calmly.
     "I mean you no harm," said Whirlwind. Growing impatient, he sliced the
person's hand with his dagger.
Whirlwind then got up off the log and looked at the person. He was wearing a dark
black outfit and had the symbol of the Shadow on one arm where Whirlwind had 
sliced him.
     "What do you want?" asked Whirlwind. "And what is your name?"
     The person replied in a harsh voice. "My name is Porto, and I am a member 
of the Shadow.  I have been sent here to stop you or any other new members of Spyre from 
ever reaching the Spyre headquarters," said the man.
     "I don't think so," was Whirlwind's reply as he threw his dagger at
Porto. Porto was a greatly trained fighter, and grabbed the dagger out of
the air, instantly throwing the dagger back at Whirlwind. Whirlwind was
unprepared for this, and the dagger buried itself deep within his chest.
Mortally wounded, and with Porto getting closer, Whirlwind threw another one
of his daggers at the ground behind Porto, with the blade sticking up. Porto
then pushed Whirlwind into the ground with his chest rubbing through the dirt.
Summoning his last bit of energy, Whirlwind used his power of wind to push
Porto back, making him fall on the waiting blade of Whirlwind's dagger,
killing him instantly.