On the night, Erif's people were already learning how to throw fireballs, along with Spark, Zul was explaining the movements to them as she did the exercise so they could mimic it. "One leg behind, other at the front, then move your arm back and throw strongly." She did so and threw a ball of fire.

Spark and the rest did the same and everyone managed to accomplish it. "Great!" Spark said.

"Now, we will learn how to shoot a large flame from the palm of our hands." Zul said. "Again, put one leg back and one at the front, move your arm back and move it slowly at the front with your hand firmly open." She shot a large flame and amazed everybody. They followed Zul's instructions and managed to shoot their own flames. "I'm so proud, and thankful with all of you, warriors, bravery, courage and determination, you've proven to have those qualities, that's what Erif needs." All of them began to clap, Zul smiled by seeing their support. "Go home, take a rest because you've earned it, and we have to be ready."

Everyone left and Spark walked towards Zul. "So, when will we attack?"

"We will wait." Zul answered.

"Wait? For what, to be attacked again?" Spark asked with confusion.

Zul sighed. "Now we can defend ourselves, the first strike was just a warning, they will come with everything they have."

"Do you think we are ready for that?" Spark asked.

"I trust my people, Spark, and more importantly, I trust you." Zul put a hand on his shoulder and smiled, then she walked away from him.

"Uhm, Zul." Spark said.

Zul turned to look at him. "Yes?"

"I can't go home, I want to stay here, to be ready for anything." Spark said.

Zul nodded. "My place has a guest room, you can stay there if you want."

"Really? I mean I don't want to cause any trouble." Spark said.

Zul chuckled. "Relax, it's alright, we need to rest for what's coming." She approached him and extended her hand towards him.

Spark grinned and took her hand, then they left the temple.

In Kcor, Ytud and Drah were planning their next attack. "Brother, fear has been planted, it's time for death to arise." Ytud said.

Drah nodded while looking at the horizon. "They will perish, because they are weak and we are strong, not a single survivor will remain."

"Are you ready to end this, brother?" Ytud asked.

"Let's make them scream." Drah answered.