Danith frowns his eyebrows and grins. " I owe you nothing Lyrian! So get your ass outta here and never return or the M’Kyr will hunt you down as well. And don’t ever believe those idiots in charge over the Compagny can protect you. Because they can’t. So don’t give me that bullshit about respect and honor." His dark eyes order her to leave the Citadel. Frustrated Lyrian looks at the stubborn face of the man. She turns around cursing and swearing. Her long blond curls softly move on her back. Lyrian looks outside through the windows of the Citadel. Outside the everlasting battle between good and evil continues. The horizon glows in yellow and orange colors. The remaining humans are put together in so called protective camps. Build by the Compagny to protect the humans from the M’Kyr. Their pale white boned faces look lost. Seeking comfort from eachother they stand close together, shivering with fear when another scream fills the air. Lyrian sighs. This is what the world has become. A place of terror. The once so beautiful cities now are nothing more then burning ruins. Blood covers the once green plains. Bodies and weapons lie all over the ground.

The few guards the Citadel has left, bravely stand at the gates. Lyrian grins sarcastically when she sees their shining armor. She shakes her head in disbelieve. Those gates wont stop the M’Kyr. Nothing can stop them.

" Alright then Danith, have it your way. I will go back to the Yenox forests. The M’Kyr has joined forces with the elfish command troops there and i feel like fighting." For one moment Danith sees the cruel side of the young woman. No expression on her face. The piece of mail between her eyes reflect the coldness she feels. In absence her fingertips slowly move up and down the blade of her axe. Then she looks him straight in the eye. For one moment they are both silent and then she nods saying goodbye. With the jingling of her mail as the only sound in the room she leaves. Not turning around and not saying any words.

"Goodbye Lyrian….my daughter. I love you." Danith sadly views the almost empty room. He seems to grow smaller by the minute, loosing the pride and authority he showed when his daughter was there.

"Well well my friend, it seems like you forgot to mention you had such a hot daughter." A light high irritating voice pierces the silence. An in a black cloak covered figure sits on one of the last chairs. Thin almost skeleton like fingers pull back the cowl. Revealing a handsome sinister young man with golden burning eyes. His pupils as small and thin as that of a cat. The man licks his bloodless lips and shows white pointy teeth. Amused he looks at the old human fighter. Swiftly he stands up. Laughing with a high tone. He starts to clap his hands as he moves to the human. " What a great performance Danith. Really if i had human feelings i believe i would cry….hahahahaha." Dangerously he stares in the dark eyes of the man.

Then his expression changes. " BUT DON’T EVER THINK YOU CAN OUT SMART ME!!" The man roars deep down in his throat. His eyes burn with hate. " Let me tell you a little secret Danith." Slowly he starts to whisper in Daniths ear.