Count on me -
we are team.
We are fighting stellar,
cleansing dungeons cellars,
slashes slaying mobs,
heroes bloodstained robes.
I cover your unsafe back,
backup plan - my solo track.
I can let fight lonely friend,
Does it matter that's his end?
Blocked path of only escape,
shield is down, torn your cape,
mobs behind you tearing flesh,
I look worried, your gear's trash.
Your run panicked, bump to me,
you are dying - I can see.
I skillfully fake the mood,
until last drop of your blood.
My shield blocked only path,
no one saw my eyes of rat.
Going for fresh mobs loot,
who cares where I put boots.
Stomping on your dying face,
getting loot - that's now the race.
Crushed you neck on way back,
you looked shocked, eyes went black.
You grabbed my coat to plead,
luxury is not your need.
I am rushing exit path –
fight was lifelike – only rough.
Heavy load for cruel mate
you won't get out, that's your fate.
Now my pickup's new and shiny,
coins at trader whole day raining,
you asked for help of the friend,
deep in maze, left to be dead.
Your stuff now for mate's resale,
folks were asking: "Did he fail?"
Think I'm still man of good?
Yeah! I had once some bud.
I tell stories, let them see.
A new guy came to me,
Adventures aren't just a dream -
Join me now! To be a team.