The twilicht solest hangs mid-horizon. Crimson light darts across stone. Kiora walks with the Shak-Leid. The old Daemik listens to her reverie recitations. Of her recent dream, Kiora feels a flickering fire within her heart.

"Who do you believe is the Lone Soldier?" She inquires.

Santanna regards her question with both intrigue and shock. He averts his gaze upwards.

"I'm uncertain." Santanna's voice appears distant. "Not all tales reflect existing persons." ...