On the planet of Danav, the players have just fought their first all-out war against a nomad tribe which consisted of Trogoldis who were kicked out of their original tribes.
Sitara clutched tightly to a wolf who dragged her body to the river escaping from the same battle.
Against the wishes of her tribe, she had lent a hand to the nomads and suffered the consequences.
Both of them were bloody and beaten and both of them tired. Sitara never thought she would be injured so severely by the mere players who once were like ants to her.
'I need to get stronger. Otherwise, I won't be able to enter that cave and eradicate these motherless monsters.' Sitara had tears in her eyes. Only one member of her pack survived the war. As for others? They all died in the hands of the players.
'I need more power.' Her eyes were clouded with anger and destitution. She has learned what the players were capable of.
