PANEL ONE: The champion is bound to a rack as the cloaked figures stand around, one holding aloft a knife. Erlak appears. CHAMPION: It's about time you got here! I've been calling for you all during their stupid ceremony! PANEL TWO: Close on Erlak; we see a bit of the back of the champion's head in the foreground. ERLAK: Hey, what's up? CHAMPION: What's up? I'm about to be eviscerated with a lukewarm knife as a sacrifice to the god of evil, that's what's up! PANEL THREE: Partial reverse angle. ERLAK: Oh... that's not good. CHAMPION: Yes! Yes, I happen to fully agree with that appraisal of the situation. So I was wondering if, perhaps, you could do something _about_ it! PANEL FOUR: Erlak still faces the bound champion. The cloaked figure with the knife faces the other cloaked figures and shrugs. ERLAK: Uh, well, year, sure, I'll try, but Xak'lar's a really powerful god, you know, and... CHAMPION: You're not exactly filling me with confidence here.