He found that person. Behind a Jeep. Alone.

He had three arrows at once trained on him. He would be dead this time. "So. You escaped. Ladida. You shot me once, but it didn't kill me." Oliver breathed hard, bristling with fury. "You tortured me, you hunted me, and you killed my friend!" Fyers looked at him. "Well, Yao Fe had served his purpose." Oliver scoffed. "I can finally get rid of you."

And he shot him. And Oliver watched him die.

Diggle ran up. "That's...everyone." Oliver nodded. "Good." He wavered, then he was out.

He woke up on his back, inside the plane. He sat up, but winced. "Oliver, don't." He looked over and Felicity was getting some bandages. "What?" Dig came inside. "Thank God you're awake." Oliver frowned. Felicity pressed the new bandages against his wounds. "Is this what happened the first time." Oliver shook his head. "No. It was..worse."

Dig shuddered. Felicity swallowed hard. "Oliver, you can't stay here. It's torture." Oliver scoffed. "Why not?" Felicity gave him a look. "Because Starling City needs you. Your family needs you. We need you." Oliver frowned and looked up at her. "I can't..ugh." He laid back onto the ground. "It's just..my memories of this place, my experiences here made me who I am. And I failed."

He got to his feet and Diggle got in his face. "Oliver Queen, you have an obligation to everybody to get back to that city. Are you going to let everyone down?" Oliver looked at him. The internal conflict was written all over his face. He nodded.

"Fine. I'll go back."