Disclaimer: Story by me, but the characters not so.

Double Edged Sword

He knew that coming here was a mistake.

Nigel ran towards the altar as Sydney held on tight to the wooden shield that was separating them and the shooting arrows that were bent on killing them. He hoped that Syd could hold on long enough for him to enjoy another few more seconds of air.

"Nigel! Grab the relic and lets get out of here!" Syd said while backing up against his back.

Nigel looked at the 900 year-old sword that was resting on an 8-foot altar. "But Syd I-" Nigel said hesitating.

"NIGEL!!!!"

"All right, all right," Nigel said, already trying to climb the altar. The rocks were smooth and made it hard for Nigel to climb. After some grunting and swearing, Nigel reached the top. With one hand to balance himself and another to grab the sword, Nigel stretched towards the sword. "Got it!" Nigel announced to Sydney. "Let's-,"

Nigel didn't get to finish his sentence.

"Nigel!" Sydney shouted as she watched Nigel fall from the altar.