In an unknown terrain filled with skeletons laying on the ground, a Graundar man in a navy blue cloak took notice of a vulture pecking an eyeball that resided in a skull partly covered in the flesh of a man. The Graundar man pulled down his hood, turning out to be Rikon and as Rikon was looking around, Rikon hears a cracking sound on the ground which turned out to be a skull he accidentally stepped on.
"Of all the places to meet, it had to be here?" Rikon asked inwardly, "Talk about awkward. Still though, that energy i was feeling when i was being called and directed, it didn't feel like a human. What was it and why was i called?
So strong and powerful... Almost like it was compelling me to come against my will. This is a trap, no doubt about it but i've never been one to run from a fight."
As Rikon stood patiently, he immediately felt a strong presence that made his irises glow.
"So, you've finally arrived." A feminine voice said.
