"Dani…you have returned. And, you have the Mask." Miraak announced as she stepped into the courtroom, now fashioned into a throne room for Miraak.
"Yes, my Lord. The Lennox Paladins were searching for it, until I managed to recover it with the help of the dragon forces you sent." Dani answered, bowing before him, and presented the ebony-colored mask to him.
It floated out of her hands and into his as she held it out, and Miraak took a deep breath as he held the mask.
"Finally, the power of fire has returned to me, along with the powers of Chaos I took. Only two more, and I can return to Spira fully!" Miraak laughed evilly, crushing Azhidal in his hands. The seemingly-invincible mask crumbled into dust easily, and fire consumed the Betrayer for several seconds. When it died down, he stood there, still laughing.
"Dani…your new assignment is to go back to Besaid. Kill Darius Valte San Arquier and his friends, and then return. By then, I shall have ascertained the location of another Mask." He ordered Dani, turning away from her after he finished.
"Yes, my Lord. It will be done immediately." Dani bowed, and walked off briskly.
"…Heheheheheh…fire is mine. Soon, ice and lightning will be my domain as well." The armored man chuckled to himself darkly, thinking of the destruction that was soon to come.
"My lord! My Lord! Someone has pierced the barrier and defeated Hiirav!" A cultist burst into the throne room and announced with the last of his breath.
"I know." Miraak responded nonchalantly.
"M-My Lord? But…" The cultist seemed confused at his lack of care towards the intruder.
"If it is who I think it is, the boy will come to me. Do you not understand this?" Turning, Miraak suddenly phased next to the cultist and roared angrily.
"Y-Yes, I do understand, my Lord!" He stumbled backwards, a look of terror in his eyes behind his mask.
"Good. Find Zahrahmiik. Tell him to come to me, and to let the others know an intruder has come. I will be ready for this foolish mortal." Miraak ordered, teleporting back to his throne.
As the cultist ran off, eager and fearful in his task, Miraak looked up at the destroyed roof and sky and chuckled.
"Yet another Warrior of HARMONY will die by my hand today!" He laughed, drawing his sword with clear anticipation of the chance to kill another of Cosmos' chosen.
It was the beginning of the end.
