Tablets about four. Ore. A fall. Dzhigina N.

The Dark Magician again saw dreams. In them, the force almost left him, but she was enough to save, protect him from falling and put into arms. The only one that belongs only to him. From now on and forever. The defeated snake, throwing its burden, is carried away with an evil hiss. The bowstring, who started the arrow in his scales, still rings. They are nearby, and only the rink of the ocean is a witness to their oath. But this dream does not give rest to his soul. Vice versa.

Eray loses control, his strength splashes out of the coast, almost destroying the city. He conjures in a dream, not realizing that this can destroy not only the capital, but also himself. Waking up, Eray is barely alive. He is stirring up, he does not understand where he is. The only thing that excites him is where Vicca is the priestess? Where is the one that swore only to him, from now on and forever? She is not. There is only weakness and pain. If this goes further, the adviser will have to leave his emperor, return to the Argossa and be there until the dark returns control over himself. Remove his world. He knows that he must save not only a girl from his visions. His strength should serve not only the emperor. But how to help others if the dark itself does not know what is happening with him? How to save the world that chose the war? And where should the main battle with the atom take place? Eray saw this place in his dreams. But he had no idea what to do with this knowledge. Is it really awaiting them only because the dark did not cope with its strength?