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In a surge of rage, you slay the fallen knight. Still not thinking clearly, with rage taking over, you slay the kneeling maiden as well. When you have sufficiently calmed yourself and realize what you have done, you haven't the heart to return to the kindly King Arthur. Instead, you vow to make it on your own in the forest. This lasts for a few nights before unknown creatures of the wood find you and make you their dinner.