[The video clicks on, and there isn't much to see really...
... Just a knight, passed out in one of the streets, and he looks a mess. Blood and sand splattered all over him, staining the red and yellow tunic and congealed between the links of chain mail. Not that much of it seems to be his, minus the wound on his face, running down his cheek.
Eventually though, he moves a little, pushing his head and shoulders up, coughing for a moment as he spits up more blood. Slow and sluggish, either from tiredness, or how heavy the chain mail is, probably all of it. The device is clutched in his hand, but he doesn't seem to take much notice of it, or that it's recording until he tries to push up onto his knees and stares at it.]
What -- ?
[he drops it and it shuts off.]
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