Chapter II

Rowen watched the documentory with interest, while Kento became bored quickly and began to play his gameboy. Kale watched the documentory for about a minute before he began to stare intently at the gameboy's screen, apparently Golden Sun was far more interesting than TLC. Kayura watched the show without much enthusiasm, while Dais gave up on the show ever becoming interesting and found a book to read.

About an hour later Ryo switched of the television.

"Mia should be getting here any minute now," he said as he replaced the remote in its holder. Soon the lights were dimmed and the nine armor bearers were hidden in the living room.

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Meanwhile

Calisto Wyvrn was the very figure of an Elf. She had long black hair that fell wildly down to her waist. Her eyes were emerald, and her skin was tanned golden. She was wearing a makeshift outfit made mainly from leather and bone. Cloth was a luxury that only the Humans of Sephera cared to own.

Well, not only them, as the elfin young man sitting underneath a nearby oak tree proved. He was clad in a white, cloth suit. The shirt of his outfit was held together with blue buttons made of the same material as the thick beads that held back his light blue hair that fell to his knees. His eyes were the same icy blue color and his skin was pale. It was not hard to guess that, unlike Calisto, he was a Mage. His name was Wintrin.

Calisto looked up at the sky just in time to see the fiery glint of a pheonix.

"Then it is me," she stated as she raised her bow to the sky. The old pheonix hovered directly over her and waited. When the silver arrow came it allowed it to strike its heart. It didn't even give a final cry as it fell gracefully from the sky and into Calisto's waiting arms.

A single tear fell from its eye becoming a blood red ruby. Calisto quickly filled a small vial with its fiery blood before she placed the dying bird gently on the ground. Once she did the body burst into flames leaveing a much younger pheonix in its place. The young on left as suddenly as it had came.

"Sometimes I envy you. I could never even touch such a creature and live afterwards," said Wintrin quietly.

"That is indeed the curse of an Ice Mage," said Calisto as Wintrin slowly stood up and walked over to her.

"What message did she bring?" he asked just as quietly as before (AN: Wintrin always speaks in a near whisper unless otherwise noted).

"I am to return Miriamele to Sephera."

"The Princess? Yes that is worthy of a pheonix bearer."

"It is indeed."