"I've read something about the Hunters," Kahlan said, looking at Richard, "They believe that magic users should be killed."

"Why?" Richard asked.
"Getting rid of magic doesn't seem like a bad idea to me," Cara said grinning. Richard smiled.

"They believe we serve the Keeper," Sarah said, "and it would also mean all the Mord-Sith would be killed." Sarah said turning to her.

"How? We don't have magic," Cara said, puzzled.
"We have magic. It is the magic to repeal magic and amplify it," Sarah said.

"That would mean that most of the people would die!" Richard exclaimed.

"That's the point," Sarah said, simply. Richard looked puzzled. How could anyone want to kill everyone in the world? I could understand if it was the Keeper, he wants to destroy all life, but another human being…. Why? Richard thought.

"If they get rid of magic," Zedd began looking a Richard, "there would be no one to stop them from taking over the world. The shape shifters are in the most danger, but, fortunately, are very dangerous to kill and hard to find. "

"We need to warn the shape shifter villages then," Richard concluded.

"Lord Rahl, I've tried and you saw the result. Furthermore, a non-shape shifter has never entered a shape shifter village," Sarah said.

"If that were true, how were you taken and trained as a Mord-Sith?" Kahlan asked.

"Simple. My father and I weren't in a village. We were traveling to the Earth Village and stopped by a stream to fill our water skins and rest," Sarah told her.

"We still need to find them and warn them," Richard said and he pulled out a map. "Can you show us where they are at?"

"Of course, Lord Rahl," Sarah said.

"I'm not the Lord Rahl," Richard said.

"Of course not, Lord Rahl," Sarah said grinning.

-Flashback of Sarah's Capture-

A small child about seven looked at the stream and a tall muscular built man was next to her. The girl had white-silver hair and bright blue eyes. Her trademark, her scar, was not there. It would be though. As much as she hated the story, she knew how it ended. The man next to her was her father. He was intimating and tall, but he was kind and gentle and could make her smile. The man looked proudly at his daughter and he had his right hand on her head. The girl was the splitting image of her father, minus her blue eyes. Those eyes were her mother's who had died when she gave birth to Sarah. Her father had a sword on his back, that Sarah was forbidden to touch, but she understood why. The sword belonged to her father and would cause pain to anyone else other than its master.

"Do you think this is a good spot, Sarah?" her father, Michael, asked. He was smiling at her. She looks up at her father and smiles. All the sudden there is a commotion to the right. An army of Mord-Sith walks out and her father puts his hand on his swords hilt. He sighs and in one quick move takes his sword, along with its scabbard, and throws it into the river. The Mord-Sith attack…

-End of Flashback-