In an old-looking rusty mansion, located in Hillsraine Grove, ten kilometres away from the booming center of the Lemduff Town, a flurry of activity was going on inside the old chapel.
The 70 years old Priestess Leera was supervising the decoration of the ritual place.
A ritual will take place soon that would revive their old prestige that's fading away if she won't do something about it.
One night, while agonizing over what to do with the problem her clan was facing, a prophecy came to her... it's so vivid... and she knows that she has to act upon it to save her clan from extinction.
Leera looked at her assistant. "Did Amara already send you the signal when we are going to visit the cave?" she asked.
Her assistant shook her head. "Not yet..."
A deep frown appeared on Leera's face. "What could be the problem?" she asked in bewilderment.
"Shall I send the five lights to find out what happened in the cave, Priestess?" the assistant asked.
