Coullruins, unknown space.
The massive body of the Devil Moth swept through the air, its wings flapping and scattering large quantities of white powder, emitting an eerie, piercing sound that left Enzo dazed, trapped in a hallucination.
"Lord Enzo, you've returned."
A familiar voice echoed in Enzo's ears.
"Amy?" Enzo exclaimed in surprise, muttering to himself, "Wait, wasn't I in the high tower, then fell through a crevice, and ended up in a place called the Servolk Market?"
"Servolk Market? Where is that?" Amy asked.
"Could it be a dream?"
Enzo said, half believing and half doubting.
Amy before him seemed incredibly real, not just in her concerned expression but even the comforting feel of her furry tail when touched.
Unfortunately, it was all false.
