A suicide mission. Perfect.
The Prince didn’t dodge. He jumped off the rampart, into the sea. But as he fell, he threw the Dagger of Time not at the beast—but at the fortress’s main support column. The Dagger, a key to all temporal locks, embedded into the stone. Prince of Persia - Warrior Within -USA Europe- ...
He had cut his hair short. He wore the black leather and steel of a mercenary now, not the silks of a Babylonian prince. In the taverns of the Anatolian frontier, they called him the "Sand Ghost." They whispered that he had killed his own father. They didn’t know the truth was far worse: he had un-made the Empress of Time, and now the universe wanted its receipt signed in his blood. A suicide mission
He unsheathed his sword—a heavy, chipped broadsword taken from a dead Frankish knight. No elegant Persian steel. This was a brute’s weapon. He’d become a brute. Seven years of running does that to a man. He jumped off the rampart, into the sea