you can see the figure in a desperate state, mourning. you see a skull in front of him, maybe someone died, a loved one? a friend? you can see a sword in front of him, buried in the stone. did his friend die in battle? is he giving up? is misery and sorrow putting him on his knees? his body and wings are all railed with arrows. this is a true moment of sorrow, everything else doesn't matter. nothing matters anymore.