Amandla was raised within the deepest walls of Diablo's tower. She was trained to become the best warrior by the best valoyee warriors. She had dark red hair, dark black eyes and a sly smile on her beautiful smile. She adored Diablo and he adored her too. He would stand at the highest point of the tower and mock thegods,"The child you so proclaimed to destroy me adores me much!" He would walk the tower and brag about her beauty and might when it came to battles. "My mighty and beautiful Amandla! The great Agasah queen!", he would brag. Harunah feared Amandla had turned out to be like Diablo. She saw how she looked up to him and wanted to live her life like him. She feared she had lost Amandla when she was young. Amandla walked the streets as the high and mighty daughter of Diablo. She was unmoved by any emotion and she was cold like the ice, she killed without mercyand won wars for her father like no other warrior. She was nothing like Nadine and the people of Agasah felt pained by this. "Let these slaves of Agasah work! We need more bricks for the wall!", she would order her men. She would whip the people of Agasah and make them work three times more. Ammara locked deep in the dungeons felt this great negative energy. She knew they had lost Amandla and they would never get her back nomatter what they would do. Her heart was as cold as the ice, she adored and wanted to be as powerful as Daiblo and this made her more and more cold.
"Mother! You look like your mind is far away!", Amandla asked Harunah. Harunah just smiled and sipped her wine quietly. Amandla reached out to her mother's hand and held her in with both her hands. She smiled at Harunah who she had dotted on as a mother all her life. "You know I don't like seeing you like this mother! The festivals are around the corner and you should be in a celebratory mood.", she smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek. Amandla had always loved the festivities that were held in honour of the valoyees. She had grown seeing them and she had taken part in them. This time around would be her eighteenth birthday and she was going to be leading this festival after her father had anointed her as the crown princess. She was excited about it and she wondered why her mother was not as excited as she was. She walked down the stairs pondering about what bothered her mother so much that she didn't even notice she was in the deepest and darkest part of the tower. There she felt an energy that drew her to the dungeons. She walked towards the dungeons and as she got closer and closer the valoyees head sorcerer appeared behind her. "Your highness? What are you doing in this part of the tower?" She was startled by him and she frowned at him. She replied, "Oh I was busy thinking of mother and found myself here. It felt like someone was calling for me it must be you." She said and smiled coldly. She began her way back to the upper part of the tower when the sorcerer called her and asked as she handed her the black crystal ball, "Care to leave this in my chambers your highness?" Amandla took the crystal and carried it up to the sorcerer's chambers. He walked towards Amara's dungeon and she was facing east praying to the gods. She felt the dark and negative energy from the sorcerer. "Why did you give the black crystal to Amandla?", Ammara asked him while she continued starring at the walls in the east. A sarcastic laugh was heard from behind her, he had entered her dungeon. She kept looking to the east and did not move. He paced up and down the dungeon with an evil smile on his face, he stopped, grabbed her by her hair and whispered, "You know very well why I gave her that crystal ball Ammara!" He laughed out so loud that it echoed in the lower tunnels of the dungeons. Ammara's heart pounded like the beating drums of the new rains. She knew that if Amandla would only look into that crystal ball all truth would be revealed. She prayed to the gods in tongues, praying that Amandla would not look into that ball. The valoyee sorcerer laughed out,grabbed her hair even harder and he mocked her saying, "You pray to the gods for mercy! You think they will come and deliver you and those wretched Agasians! No, today that girl will prove to me she is not the white haired witch we both saw in the visions eighteen years ago!" He left her hair and walked out of the dungeon laughing. Ammara prayed the gods would just spare the queens for they were the only hope the people of Agasah had.
Amandla held the crystal in her hands and her mind kept wondering who was in the deepest and heavily guarded dungeon. She wanted to know why it felt like this person kept calling out for her. It was strange to her and she couldn't stop this funny feeling. As she walked towards the sorcerer's room she the crystal ball began to light up, beneath the cloth the red and blue light made her throw the crystal ball on the floor. The crystal had whispering and hushing voices. Amandla walked slowly and quietly towards the crystal, she was terrified of it but she still wanted to see what really was in the crystal ball. She slowly knelt to the ground and got hold of the crystal ball slowly and as she drew it closer to her a bright light shone in her face. She screamed so loud that the guards in the lower part of the tower heard. Ammara stopped and looked back to where the screams came from. "Amandla! What have you done child?", she cried. The valoyee sorcerer heard the screams and he was filled with joy in his heart. The crystal was going to reveal all that was buried about Amandla. Amandla kept screaming as she held the crystal ball, it took over her soul and body. She fell to the ground and cried so loud in pain. The crystal began to show her the past, present and it also showed her part of her future. She was wrestling with a woman with long white hair, this woman had the look of a hunter and she was beautiful but cold as the ice. She had a woman with dark black hair standing above her praying and guiding her, she held out her hand to the woman with white hair and handed her a great sword carved with gold around it. She fought Amandla with great strength and power and as their swords hit Amandla fell to the ground and collapsed. What the crystal revealed was also shown to Ammara, the valoyee sorcerer and Wanday in a vision. Amandla would play a part in the war to come and if she wasn't helped she was going to go darker. The valoyee sorcerer walked back to Ammara's dungeon and found her holding on to the iron bars that made her gateway. "Scared little Ammara! Twins, one is the anchor and the other is the warrior. Hmmm you hid them very well but I have found them and I will kill that white head!", he gloated to Ammara. She fell to the ground and wept with so much pain.
Amandla was taken to her chambers by the guards, her hands were burnt and she was in so much pain. Harunah came running to her chambers, she was frightened for her daughter. "What happened to her? Why is she like this?", she asked the guards with so much fear. Before the guards could give her an answer the valoyee sorcerer walked in and replied, "The queen must have been so curious to see what was in the crysta,l I asked her to place in my chambers your highness." He had a look and a smile of victory when he said this to Harunah. She trembled with fear and she looked at him with so much fear in her eyes. "Why would you give the queen that crystal ball you little swine?", she asked with so much anger and fear. He smiled and bowed to the empress as a sign of apology but they both knew he didn't mean it. The sorcerer dismissed everyone in the room and he was left with Harunah and Amandla alone. Harunah paced up and down the room with so much worry, if anything would happen to Amandla she would never forgive herself and so would Nadine. "She knows you are not her mother Harunah.", the sorcerer told Harunah but she didn't reply him and kept pacing the room. He laughed so hard but she didn't stop murmuring her prayers as she walked up and down the room. He walked to her, he grabbed her hand and said to her, "You Harunah ruined my life, my love and I will ruin yours right before your eyes! I will kill those brats you call daughters and you will feel the pain I felt when you took Ammara away from me!" She looked at him with so much hate and disgust. She spat in his face and laughed at him, "You are a sick man, I didn't take her away from you! You are the one who chased her away with your craziness of wanting to punish the gods for not allowing you to be together! You knew your job was to guide the us but no you wanted more power and you drove her away when you chose Diablo over her." She was furious and she was not going to allow him to hurt her. He wanted to strangle her and kill her. She laughed at him so hard that his face turned red. "You will regret this Harunah, oh you will regret ever crossing my line because you will experience the most pain no one has ever felt!", he shouted as he let her go and walked out of the chambers. Harunah fell to the ground in fear and she wept, she had never been afraid as she was as of now. Her children would die and Amandla would never forgive her for lying to her. Amandla opened her eyes and saw Harunah weep, she heard everything her mother had said. However everyone who saw what the crystal revealed except Ammara who knew the truth wondered why the woman with the white hair was as cold as ice.