A Walk in the Cold Plains
You push your way out of the ambush, and run for your life, but you don't get very far because you run out of stamina. Gosh you really should have started exercising earlier! You make it to a nearby mana shrine for help cause you fear your prayers might be running out. On the way, one of those little Fallen Demons grabs a hold of your boot and starts chewing on it. Then a Dark Hunter runs up and steps on your toe! You kick the boot hungry devil off and shove off of the Dark Hunter as you whip out your bow and arrow in one swift motion. You take aim at the nearest foe and then quickly count your enemies and realize you might not have an arrow for each one. You think about the bottles of gatorade you have stuffed in your belt. If they didn't make those tops so hard to open you might manage a quick sip.