Mercurial was wandering in a dark, dead forest. She came from a place far away from there, but yet so close. In that place, nothing is physical, every creature being composed of only a mind, and no one there would usually have a reason to leave that plane. But Mercurial felt something. Like an urge to go in there, as if someone or something was calling her and she couldn't resist. Creatures made of mind are physically weaker than other kinds of creature, but she could strike something no armor can protect. Even though she knew that trip was dangerous for her, there was something that seemed to be worth it. And she continued on, until reaching what seemed to be a city. There were tall towers, and some other buildings. But no building was as impressive as the large glowing building in the middle of all the others: the Ancient.

Meanwhile, Dragonus flew over one tower, significantly different from the one Mercurial saw, but it seemed to serve the same purpose. It's not the first time he sees that structure, since he already went to the Ancient that powered that tower. He wasn't the first to go there, and not the last. Many go to the Ancient with hopes of finding money, power or for darker reasons, but Dragonus was there in hopes of finding his lost love, Shendelzare, who was once a proud Skywrath like Dragonus. But she was tricked and lost her wings, and with them, the respect the Skywrath people had for her. He went everywhere looking for her, and now was returning to the Ancient.

"Dragonus, you're back! And you seem sad. I believe you didn't find what or who you were looking for." An old man in a horse that the Skywrath met in his first trip to the Ancient greeted him. Dragonus didn't anyone to know what he was looking for, but Ezalor lived long enough to notice when people are in love.

"You're right Ezalor, I didn't find anything." Dragonus was sad, but wouldn't lose his hope. No, he never would lose hope. He vowed to help Shendelzare at any cost, and he won't ever break this promise. Though he didn't want to tell Ezalor anything, he still thought the old man could help in some way. "Tell me, did you see a being made of energy around here?"

"That's a quite unusual question. Well, yes, I did see one being made of energy. Seemed like a woman, but she didn't get close enough for me to get any details on how she was." Ezalor, on his white horse and carrying his staff of light, seemed like an eternal source of comfort and wisdom. But the look on his face was that of worry. "Dragonus, my young Skywrath, I don't know who that creature was, but she looked like she could kill someone. She really made me afraid, and I rarely feel afraid. Be careful with what you're looking for."

"Don't worry, Ezalor, I know what I'm doing. Where did you see her?"

"I saw her north of here, at the jungle. But it's been a day already, she must be gone by now. Dragonus, can I ask you one question? Why did you answer to the calling?"

"I like big glowing stones. Thanks for the information, Ezalor." And Dragonus flew north, to meet his beloved one, or at least a clue on where she's gone.