The Infernum lays quiet. Crimson light dances across the gloomy land. Several clouds cross the sky as a Daemik stirs in her bed. Kiora rises to record her recent reverie. Once the dream is scribed onto a clean page, Kiora stares at the words. 'Just the same as before.' She muses. For the past twenty nichtix, Kiora receives a variant of her vision with the 'Warrior of Light.' Kiora clasps her journal shut.

"I should go to the library," She concludes. "The Daemik keeps pressing the ...