Part I

Untouchable

The night had fallen and Damon Conrall, the Katriax leader, hastened to return home, when a sound left him frozen: it was the fearsome howl of the wolves of the forest. How had he come to the forest? He had to go back to town to be safe from the wolves. Damon ran as fast as he could until he reached the edge of a precipice and could not go further. It was dark, he could barely see, but this was no obstacle for the wolves of the forest, which in just seconds they caught their frightened prey up and devoured him.

"Damon, Damon, wake up!"

In the house of the Conralls, Xandra tried unsuccessfully to wake her husband up, whose body was shaking in his sleep as if he was having a nightmare.

"Damon, it's just a dream, wake up!" the woman said again.

Damon stopped shaking during sleep, in fact, Damon even stopped breathing. The Katriax leader had died victim of his own nightmare.

"I was late," said an old woman of golden hair and dressed in a robe of the same colour beside the bed of the Conralls. "Forgive me, Xandra."

Xandra did not know who the woman was or how she had come into their house.