The Last Rays of Twilight

by Seeker of the Soul

The Apocalypse has begun. Death itself will sweep like a plague across the lands and the only ones who have the potential to stem the tide of death are nowhere to be found. Truly it is the End of Days.

41. The Place of Journey's End

Author's Note: Let us begin the path to finding Dalin's memories.

Chapter Forty: The Place of Journey's End

A heavy object thudded onto the ground, water splashing around it. A pale hand reached down and ran across the black surface, just barely touching it. "How very interesting…impressively done."

Blue fire crackled from those pale fingertips and raced across the full length of the metallic object. It burned brightly and then the fire faded away. Again the hand reached down and grabbed at the object, then pulled, swinging it open. The burned away top crashed to the ground with a heavy clang.

That pale hand reached down, blue fire engulfing it as it touched what was within the now open metal case. It leapt over the surface of the precious cargo and incinerated the target of its ire. Black ink was melted by the power, and seconds later a thick hand clapped down at the rim.

A large body followed the hand and water trickled off of it, its hair matted over its face. It looked up to see a pale dead-looking woman with dark eyes and long black hair whose body was draped by a black robe that appeared to be made of skin. At the woman's shoulders were plates of black bone, and there were other plates on her knees and covering her forearms. "Welcome back to the world of the living."

The man within stood up to his full height and brushed the hair from his eyes. Immediately he looked to the torn sky and then clenched his left hand. "I never left it, unlike you…Isis."

He tilted his head down to look at her, displaying vibrant green eyes that shown with fierce inner light but yet still gave nothing away. "To experience the hell of utter solitude for one month just as you requested Puppeteer. Now, for your end of the bargain tell me how to find what I want."

A red haired man with bright blue eyes appeared behind the towering man and smiled. "You will find all that you seek if you go to Cairo. There is where your answers await. The truth and the conclusion to a young man's quest will all be met in the ruins of that once magnificent city. Are you certain that's what you want, Sumatin?"

Dalin didn't look back at the Puppeteer as he spoke, nor did he look at the Death Knight with Isis' face. "I will have a conclusion and I will find the answer to that all consuming question of who I am. Without it I cannot continue. In Cairo I will see the end of it."

He turned to face the south where he could feel power flowing from the area he knew to be Cairo. "Cairo will see the end of my journey and the revelation of the truth."

Nikolas realized all of a sudden that the dreadful noise of the battle was now replaced by silence, a nearly deafening silence at that. There was no movement from the battle save for crackling fires, and the only thing left standing was that unstoppable juggernaut. "Am-heh, Devourer of Millions!"

He was even more surprised when he suddenly found that he couldn't see the beast. "But…it was there just a second ago! I couldn't have even had time to blink before it was gone!"

His heart was pounding in his chest as he tried to find where it had gone, but he needn't have bothered. It slammed down on the crest just a few dozen feet away from him just after his search had begun. "Oh god no…"

Now that it was close up he was able to get a good look at it. It stood at least nine feet in height and was rippling with muscle, though its pale white skin was patterned with dust and random patches of blood probably splattered on by victims. It wore nothing but dirty baggy pants that might at one point have been white but were now a mix of grey, black, and red. But what made him most afraid was its face.

Its head was cropped by a filthy mess of white blonde hair that hung to its back as a wild mane. It too was patched with blood and filth, giving the monster an even wilder look. Its eyes were similarly wild, being a deep emerald green shade but with irises shaped like a cat's. "Impossible…you can't possibly be…"

The face that horrified him so much, despite the enraged look it held and the dirt and blood that covered it…was a close match to the man he despised the monster. Its features were virtually identical to Dalin's. "Dalin…"

Those horrible green eyes bore down on him and it snarled, its teeth covered by a froth of blood. "SUMATIN!"

Nikolas gulped and tried to turn and run, but his body wouldn't cooperate. His legs were locked by fear and his brain filled with that and confusion. 'It just said…Sumatin? This beast, this monster Am-heh…it knows Dalin?'

Am-heh glared down at him and bit out a handful of words that sounded Egyptian to Nikolas, but the actual words weren't the same as the ones he knew. 'This tongue must be an ancient form of the Egyptian I know. What's it saying?'

When Nikolas didn't respond Am-heh snarled, blood spittle flying from its mouth. Am-heh swung one huge arm down and a wide swath of ground just to Nikolas' left was torn apart. Then it roared out another series of words that Nikolas didn't understand. "I…I can't understand you. Please…I just want to live!"

Never in his life had Nikolas been more afraid. This monster was the worst thing he had ever seen, it was as if all Dalin himself had been taken a transformed into a horrible demonic being capable of immense destructive power. 'How ironic…I'm going to die at the hands of a monster that looks just like the man I hate…'

Am-heh reached out and grabbed him by the shirt, lifting him up into the air so that they were level. "Sumatin…"

Instinctively Nikolas dipped into the river of sand that he always pictured his power as and his body burst into a wall of sand. As he traveled it took a huge amount of mental presence to keep him from remaining that way forever.

With one final push he became corporeal again in his human form about thirty feet away from Am-heh. His heart was pounding in his chest as the beast swung its head around and locked onto him. "No…no! I won't die yet! I won't die here, not until I conclude my business with Sumatin!"

He thrust out his hand, palm open, and pushed his power out. The ground around Am-heh shot upwards as spikes of solid rock, slamming into Am-heh on all sides. But instead of squashing the monster flat like Nikolas had intended the beast snarled and with one swing of his massive arm he tore the rock spikes apart. 'Impossible power!'

Those feral eyes swung around to look at Nikolas and he suddenly felt as if his body was weakening, as if the sheer force of that gaze was draining his strength. Am-heh proceeded to spout a long string of words, the only one of which that Nikolas knew was 'sumatin'. 'How do I fight this thing? Even a small army couldn't hurt it!'

When Nikolas didn't respond to whatever Am-heh had said the monster drew back its meaty right arm, preparing to attack. Nikolas braced himself and reached into the depths of his soul to that river of sound, but found that his path was blocked by a raging wall of fire with a humanoid face in it. 'Am-heh's power is…no way! His sheer brutal power is blocking me from my own power!'

Nikolas closed his eyes, bracing for imminent death as that arm began to swing forwards. Even though they were separated by thirty feet what Nikolas had seen showed him that Am-heh's punches were so strong that the force continued past his own hands. 'Is this really the end?'

There was a heavy cracking sound and a feeling of air rushing past him, but that was all. When nothing else seemed to be coming Nikolas cracked open his one eye and saw something he hadn't even guessed at. 'I must be seeing things…'

Am-heh's huge hand was stopped in mid-swing by a palm in its way. The palm was big, but not anywhere near as large as Am-heh's. Standing barefoot to the side, back to Am-heh and arm extended to catch the fist, was Nikolas' most hated enemy. Am-heh's cracked lips curled into a fierce grin. "Sumatin…"

Dalin tilted his head back so that he was looking up at Am-heh, who was looking down at him. Their jade eyes met, two nearly identical faces right across from each other but with entirely opposed expressions. Unbidden words came to Dalin's lips and he spoke them in a language he shouldn't have known. ("Am-heh…this is the place where it ends.")

Nikolas stared at Dalin, shocked to hear those words coming from his rival's mouth. He didn't understand them, but he did recognize them. 'It sounds just like the language Am-heh is speaking. How are those two connected?'

Am-heh's fierce grin grew even wider upon hearing Dalin speak and his power began to flare, the ground around their feet cracking under the pressure. Nikolas himself felt his bones quivering under that enormous force. ("Sumatin….today I wipe out the pain!")

Am-heh pulled back his outstretched right arm and then punched with it again. Silver light covered Dalin's palm as he spun on his heel to catch the fist. The instant Am-heh's curled fist hit Dalin's palm the legendary duelist felt the heavy impact throughout his whole body. 'Strong…'

The thief hurled himself to the side as the force of the blow continued past Dalin's body, cracking ground in a straight line past where Nikolas himself had been standing. 'If I hadn't moved that punch would have killed me. Even with Dalin blocking it's that strong? Then how did Dalin block in the first place?'

Dalin gathered his power into his free left hand and swung it, his knuckles grinding into Am-heh's face with all the force he could muster. The addition of his raw energy to his physical strength was enough to lift Am-heh up off the ground and toss him into the air. 'He didn't even bother to defend against it…yet somehow I'm not surprised. How is that?'

Am-heh's body plummeted off the ledge and to the rubble below, crashing through the remains of what might once have been a roof. A cloud of dust shot up into the air out of the hole Am-heh's body had made, obscuring the view.

With Am-heh seemingly gone for the moment Dalin took a chance to examine his hands which were still covered in his own power. Despite the shielding his right and left hands had been given they were a dark red color, and his bare right shoulder was also slightly red. 'Even with my full power I can barely absorb the blows, and somehow I know that I've hardly experienced Am-heh's full power.'

Leaning forward he looked down off the ledge and into the ruined building. It was shaking, so Dalin knew it would only be a moment. Pointing his glowing hand at the building Dalin focused his power into a more intense form and then unleashed it in the direction he wanted. A sphere of silver light erupted from his palm and crashed down through the hole Am-heh had made. The building was almost instantly engulfed in a fireball as the energy exploded. 'I wonder…did that even hurt him?'

His question was answered almost immediately when a smoke covered form burst out of the top of the fireball heading straight for him. Dalin gathered power to his feet and jumped backwards, just barely avoiding a downwards punch as Am-heh plowed out of the smoke. His strike shattered the ledge and Am-heh himself rolled with no coordination onto the rest of their precipice. 'He has no finesse; all he has is that untouchable brute power and a nearly impenetrable body. And those seem to be all the advantages he needs.'

Am-heh rolled onto his feet and swung his left arm in a wide sweeping gesture. A heavy blast of wind struck Dalin and tossed him into the air with no real direction. Nikolas stared up into the air as Dalin tumbled end over end, rapidly approaching the ground.

Registering the distance between his own body and the ground Dalin made preparations and seconds before he would have impacted he jerked his hips and flipped himself so his feet were facing the ground. His feet hit first and dug in, causing him to go sliding backwards.

He stopped just inches away from the far edge of their precipice, giving him room enough to recover and continue the fight. 'My ribs hurt…meaning even if he doesn't hit me directly he can hurt me just based on his brutal strength. I'm certain I could hurt him if I poured all of my power into attacking, but I doubt I could kill him…'

"When the time comes and you are where you must be, then remember my words and you will know the path to the conclusion that you seek." The words of the Puppeteer rang in his head. It had been speaking of when he was at this place, though at the time he hadn't known that.

"Your blood echoes with the blood of millions, and so that link of blood will unlock the pathway to those memories that are hidden in shadow and fire." Dalin's memory of his conversation with the Puppeteer was rudely interrupted when Am-heh covered the distance between them and landed a heavy blow on his shoulder.

Dalin bit back a scream of pain as his shoulder jerked out of place despite the energy covering his skin to weaken damage. The blow sent him spiraling off the edge of the precipice and crashing down into the rubble below. 'Not now…I have to figure this out…this is the place of my path's conclusion, so the answer must be here.'

He moved to pick himself up but was startled to discover that shifting his weight caused a metal beam to his left to creak. And when he looked up he saw that it was barely supporting a heavy concrete slab. 'If I move then I'll be crushed, but if I don't move Am-heh will crush me himself. This is far from an ideal situation.'

Am-heh landed amongst the wreckage about a dozen feet away and began stalking towards him, his feline green eyes filled with hate and longing at the same time. ("Sumatin, the pain will be forever gone!")

The beast raised one hefty arm above its head, ready to swing down. But before it could a wall of solid rock slammed into him, pushing him along until he hit the side of a building. Then the building itself and the wall of rock collapsed, burying Am-heh. 'Interesting…'

Landing in the spot that Am-heh had just occupied was none other than Nikolas, his face a mix of fear and determination. "Before you thank me, just know that I still hate you with every fiber of my being. But I'll be damned if I let some freak kill you before I conclude my business with you."

Nikolas then snapped his fingers and the slab of concrete shattered, dropping fragments all around Dalin but none on him. "Now stand up and fight. Let's kill this monster together so that we can end our business once and for all. Let's paint this city red with Am-heh's blood!"

Dalin paused in the process of standing up, his eyes widening ever so slightly at Nikolas' words. 'Of course! The blood of millions doesn't refer to a million people, but rather the blood of Am-heh, Devourer of Millions! In other words, his blood mixing with mine is the link that is required.'

He finished standing and glanced down at his bruised right palm, considering his options. After a few moments of contemplation he lifted his head and looked over at Nikolas, his green eyes meeting Nikolas' lone eye. "Today, in this city of Cairo, we will have our conclusion, both of us. In order for that to happen I'm going to need your cooperation. I will ask two things of you, the first of which is to hold Am-heh as steady as you can when he reappears."

Nikolas frowned, not quite sure how well he could do that. Even using up all of his power he doubted he could hold Am-heh for very long, as strong as the monster was. "And the second thing?"

"Once I've done what I need to, if it works I'll ask it of you. Until then, asking would be pointless." Despite his frown, Nikolas nodded, accepting that to be true. If he got the chance to get a conclusion to his rivalry and hatred of Dalin, then that was all that mattered.

'Mother, father, today I will see the end of my struggle. Maybe then I can move on and…' His thoughts ground to a halt as he realized once again that he didn't know.

"Poor boy. Until you know what you want, you have no reason to be asking anyone else what they want. So, ask me again once you've really figured out the answer to that all consuming question."

He shook his head, trying to drive away Ihami's words, but he found it impossible. They struck true, because they were true. Ultimately he couldn't escape that understanding that if he concluded his struggle with Dalin he didn't know where he would go from there. 'Yet still, I have to push on!'

The rubble that covered Am-heh exploded outwards, chunks of the building and stone flying into the air, revealing Am-heh's dust covered form. At first Nikolas was hopeful as it seemed that Am-heh's shoulders were heaving from heavy breathing, but on closer inspection he realized the truth. Am-heh was laughing.

Nikolas shot a glance back at Dalin, reassuring himself that this was what he wanted to do. The taller man returned his look, nodded, and then both of them looked back to Am-heh. While staring at the slowly approaching monster Dalin spoke. "Before today's end, I believe one of us will die."

"If you go to Cairo you will die."

The thief let a small smile touch his lips at the memory of what Takuya had told him just before he left. "No Sumatin, one of us here is already dead. Before today's end we'll just figure out which one of us it is!"

Am-heh roared and charge at them, barreling forwards and covering the distance at incredible speed. With a slight smile still on his face Nikolas gathered up his power, now unblocked because the monster's attention was elsewhere, and clapped his hands together. "Maybe the one who's dead already is you, Am-heh!"

The beast's stride was stopped when the ground around its feet shot upwards and wrapped around its lower body, moving steadily upwards until Am-heh was covered all the way up to his neck. Instantly the stone began to crack, so Nikolas poured more of his power into it to keep the stone steady. "There won't be much time holding him like this, so do what you have to Dalin!"

Dalin didn't respond in words but rather in actions as he began to cross the space between himself and Am-heh. In his right hand he now held the same switch blade that he had always had as long as he could remember, ever since he awoke those years ago without his memory.

When he was close enough he took a flying jump and landed perched on the stone tomb that covered Am-heh's body. He stabbed the knife directly into Am-heh's throat, and to Nikolas' surprise blood began to gush out. Dalin didn't waste a moment as the wound was already closing.

To Nikolas' further surprise Dalin slashed the knife across his left palm, drawing blood. Then without a word Dalin clamped his bloody left hand over Am-heh's gushing throat. ("The link of the blood is completed! Open the path!")

Dalin felt a huge wave of power pulse through his body, and he felt that mighty blood pumping through his own veins even though Am-heh's wound had already closed. Am-heh roared and flexed his muscles, shattering the rock and sending Dalin tumbling to the ground. ("I must end the pain!")

Using his hands as a spring Dalin vaulted himself into a handspring, turning in mid-air so that he came down on his feet facing Am-heh. Behind him Nikolas fell to his knees, breathing hard from the exertion of holding Am-heh fast. "What the hell did that accomplish?"

Dalin held up his left palm in front of his face and saw that the cut he had made was gone, though rapidly drying blood still covered his palm. "I can feel it…I can feel it pulsing within me. And I believe I understand at last."

As Nikolas watched an intricate pattern of red lines drew themselves upon Dalin's bare chest and back, until it formed what appeared to be a design of a red serpent with wings biting its own tail. "What in the world?"

Even Am-heh seemed unable to understand what was going on, as it stared blankly at Dalin, almost as if waiting. Dalin turned his head to look back at Nikolas and the thief jerked back, realizing with a jolt that his rival's irises were slits, just like Am-heh's. "Nikolas, stall Am-heh. I have to follow the path to the depths of my own personal hell. If I succeed, then I will have an answer for you and for myself. And then I will end this."

"Stall? How am I supposed to do that?" Dalin looked back at Am-heh who was still frozen in his spot, staring blankly at Dalin. The angel duelist finally spoke.

"It doesn't matter. But if you're still alive and I live through my task then I will give you the answer as to whether or not I killed your parents. And once Am-heh is dealt with, if the answer to that question is yes, I swear that my life will be forfeit at your hand." Nikolas stared openly at Dalin, unable to believe what he was hearing.

The chance at his vengeance, the chance at finally knowing the truth was staring him right in the face. This was what he wanted, had wanted for a dozen years. No matter what Ihami said, this was the sole defining want of his life, the answer to everything. "I accept! Come back and let me know which of us is really the dead man!"

Without looking back Dalin clapped his hands together and his body rippled. Then the serpent's head separated from his body and stretched out, forming into the giant head of Saint Dragon Osiris. It opened its jaws wide and swooped down, engulfing Dalin's body in its massive maw.

When Dalin was out of the sight the head of the dragon shrieked to the sky and then crumpled into itself, vanishing with a pop. Nikolas smirked and rose to his feet, his eye moving to meet Am-heh's eyes which now focused on him. "Come on big guy, while he's out, let's play a little game. I swear it will be the last game you'll ever play."

He reached behind his back and unhooked a small pack, letting the object within drop out into his waiting palm. He brought it around his body and strapped it onto his arm in one swift motion, revealing it to be a pure white duel pod. "I'm curious as to how long a monster like you can last in a Darkness Game!"

The duel pod activated as soon as Nikolas slid his deck into it and shadows sprang up all around himself and Am-heh, hiding the ruins of Cairo from their prying eyes. "Come and face me in the darkness Devourer of Millions!" (NLP: 4000)

Am-heh's slotted eyes narrowed and then he burst out laughing, the sound frightening as it struck a primal cord of fear deep within Nikolas. But what was more shocking than that was when Am-heh spoke, still in the same language, but the words were clear as crystal. "I will devour you and beat back the pain for a moment longer! Then I will devour him and end the pain forever!"

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Dalin looked around carefully, finding himself standing on what appeared to be a huge circle of red. Based on the uneven gaps and the way it seemed to move beneath his feet he was certain that he was standing on the coils of none other than Saint Dragon Osiris. "How very interesting."

Sweeping his gaze around the platform he looked at what was surrounding it. A few hundred feet away from the platform and on all sides were giant walls of stone, with hieroglyphics covering every single inch. Looking over the edge of the platform showed that it was a few hundred feet of a drop into a wide pool of crystal clear water. "I've been here before."

TRUE.

Dalin jerked his head around, looking for the source of the voice, despite knowing that he had heard it at once from everywhere, including within his mind. "Who speaks?"

YOU KNOW WHO I AM.

It was true; somehow Dalin did know who the source of the voice was. It was only confirmed as at the far edge of the platform a huge angular head with two mouths rose up. "Osiris."

THE PATH OF YOUR BLOOD HAS OPENED THE WAY TO YOUR SEALED MEMORIES. DO YOU TRULY DESIRE THEM?

Without a pause Dalin gave his answer. "I do. I cannot move on with my life, cannot determine my true purpose, until I have answered that all consuming question."

WHAT QUESTION IS THAT?

"Who am I?" The question echoed in the empty chamber, returning to Dalin time and time again. It seemed to go on forever before Osiris finally answered.

THEN YOU MUST REST YOUR MEMORIES FREE OF THEIR KEEPER. DO YOU ACCEPT THE CHALLENGE?

Seeing no other soul in the area Dalin asked the question that he felt he knew the answer to without hearing it. Yet still he wanted to hear it from Osiris. "What keeper is that?"

THE KEEPER OF YOUR HEART AND MEMORIES IS THE DEVOURER OF SOULS, AMMUT.

Dalin paused to consider the situation, but everything he came up with pointed to this confrontation being the one and only path to achieving his goal. "Somehow I have always known it would come to this. I accept!"

THEN LET THE GAME BEGIN. AMMUT'S BET IS THAT OF YOUR MEMORIES, WHAT DO YOU BET TO AMMUT? THERE MUST BE EQUIVALENT EXCHANGE.

Again Dalin paused, considering what he had to bet. But the answer came to him in memory of words spoken to him once long ago.

"Souls are a necessary source of life, as is blood. But souls don't make life, they just make the person. A body without a soul is still alive, it's just a shell. And therefore a person can exist without a piece of their soul."

"I bet my soul and my body to Ammut. It can devour me completely should I lose." There was an additional pause, Osiris' head hovering in place as if considering something. Finally it spoke.

YOUR BET HAS BEEN ACCEPTED. TO THE WINNER GO THE SPOILS.

Osiris' head lowered back down, completing the wide platform again. The far end of the platform shimmered as a shape approached out of the nothingness, its form and appearance familiar to Dalin. He had seen this monster before.

"It was always my duty to take the souls that were determined as evil and consume them, to make sure they didn't end up here. I consumed that darkness but was never affected by it, for I am a demon." They were words he had heard before, back then from the same voice as he heard it in now. Nearly identical to his own, but harsher, dryer.

Ammut took on the appearance it had the last time Dalin had seen it. Its body was identical to Dalin's, but the neck was longer than normal and the mouth was wide and grinning full of razor teeth. "Hello Dalin. Still frightened of me?"

Dalin shook his head, surprised at how calm he was. He had expected excitement of some form, maybe even fear at the risk, but there was nothing but calm and readiness. "What is there to fear? All that you are is the essence within me, the demon Ammut."

"My own words thrown back at me, how amusing of you. Are you ready to face me, to face the challenge? You can still back out, but if you do you will never have the chance again." In response Dalin raised his left arm and a swarm of angel feathers wrapped it around it, forming into a pure white wing extending off his arm with just two openings on it, one for the deck and the other for his cemetery. His deck was already in place. (DLP: 4000)

Ammut chuckled, the sound clicking harshly out of that fanged mouth. He gave his own response in form of lifting up his right arm, which was surrounded by swarming black feathers. They merged into one pure black wing, otherwise identical to Dalin's. Its deck was also in place. "Eager to die, as always." (ALP: 4000)

Dalin quirked an eyebrow at that flippant comment. "As always?"

The demon wagged a long finger at him, his slotted red eyes showing his amusement. "No telling unless you defeat me first. So face me Dalin, if you can!"

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Though they stood separately they fought for their desires equally. Thief standing opposite and side by side with his rival. Both seeking the truth and an end to their seeking.

Everything that they were would be tested, though they knew that they also were completely unaware of it. Yet even if they were to somehow learn that victory was impossible, it is likely that both would still have accepted the challenge presented to them.

Though they were vastly different they were also exceedingly similar. It would have been completely impossible to stop them from traveling down the paths they had chosen, purely because it was the choice they had made.

Yet though they fought side by side, fought opposite each other, fought for similar goals they still were attempting to answer vastly opposing questions.

The thief to determine whether vengeance was truly what he wanted, to know if that was the answer to the all consuming question of "What do you want?"

His rival to determine the nature of his own self, to uncover his past so that he might move on in life. To answer that all consuming question of "Who am I?"

The courses of their lives would change forever when they achieved those answers. Yet knowing that drastic, perhaps even unwanted changes might occur, they still had to press on.

Because without an answer, continuing in life was meaningless. Because they both had to know the truth that separated them.

"Before today's end, I believe one of us will die."

"No Sumatin, one of us here is already dead. Before today's end we'll just figure out which one of us it is!"

"It doesn't matter. But if you're still alive and I live through my task then I will give you the answer as to whether or not I killed your parents. And once Am-heh is dealt with, if the answer to that question is yes, I swear that my life will be forfeit at your hand."

"I accept! Come back and let me know which of us is really the dead man!"

"You will find all that you seek if you go to Cairo. There is where your answers await. The truth and the conclusion to a young man's quest will all be met in the ruins of that once magnificent city. Are you certain that's what you want, Sumatin?"

"I will have a conclusion and I will find the answer to that all consuming question of who I am. Without it I cannot continue. In Cairo I will see the end of it."

"Cairo will see the end of my journey and the revelation of the truth."

Today was the day that their journeys would end. The day they would have their answers.

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Author's Notes: And this chapter marks me hitting page 500. The next chapter starts on page 500.

Next Time: Separate challenges, but with one desired conclusion. The truth. Truth of memory or truth of vengeance. Nikolas and Dalin stand tall and face some of the greatest challenges they have ever stood against. Monsters with power unlike any they have experienced.

See it all in, Ammut's Power; Am-heh's Power!