"Forty, at least..."
Then, assassins appeared from all four sides... I looked at them... then an arrow hit me... Another one... Another... I felt terrible pain... The arrows were probably poisoned...
I collapsed... Then I heard...
"You were only a burden to us..."
I was still writhing in unbearable pain... But I remained silent... I stopped moving...
Then, an executioner approached me, drew his sword, and beheaded me...
I died... My body was not given a proper burial or cremation; it was simply thrown into some ditch or swamp and left to rot...