Cyprus sat up next to the car, the rifle that Adrian gave him was held closely to his lower torso as he gazed out into the distance. A small fog was gathering around the downtown area, which lessened his field of view just enough so that he had to squint if he wanted to see what was coming towards him. He groaned in pain from time to time and massaged his leg constantly, he needed a stimpak and he needed one now.<br/><br/>He kept his eyes trained into the distance, making sure to shoot first at anything that came towards him.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn this wasteland.</span>He thought. Just then, in the mists, there was the silhouette of a humanoid figure coming towards him. As quick as he can be, he pointed the rifle at the figure, his finger hovering over the trigger. When it came closer towards him, he could then easily make out the distinct shape of a Super Mutant coming towards him, a huge sledgehammer hanging over its shoulder.<br/><br/>The thought of dying from one of these things was too much for Cyprus to bear, he remembered the other knight. Fortunately, the mist obscured the mutant's view, but for how long?<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Cyprus' finger to pull on the trigger, a deadly laser blast rushing from the barrel to the mutant's head. What Cyprus thought would be the end just made it angrier. It let out a loud growl and charged towards the source of the blast.<span style="font-style: italic">The end...</span>Cyprus thought. But would it really end like this?