The sky was dark; the only thing Alessia could see was a floating blue flame in the distance; it was calling her and wanting her to come closer.
Her curiosity got the best of her, she stepped very slowly to the flame, and with the faintest whisper, she could hear her name being called.
It was a gentle, sweet, and seductive voice calling to her. Alessia wanted to see who it was; who could have such a voice?
"Alessia!"
Her eyes flutter open, and she looks up at Zagreus, whose deep blue eyes are filled with concern.
"You keep dosing off, my love." He brushes some of her hair off her face and pulls her into his arms.
"Isadora said she is almost done preparing to open the portal back to the mortal realm. We should prepare for another battle if my guess is right; Milo is why we came here." Zagreus looks out at the desolate land and can feel his anger boiling once again.
