Prologue

“Hyra, look at me! I beg you!! Open your eyes, my love!!!”

The elf could see that blood was flowing in abundance. His beloved was gasping, and her body was shaking… She was still breathing, so he wanted to hold on to this faint hope, however small.

- Go… Ly…

- Shh, do not speak. It will be fine! I'm here! I will stay with you!!

Hyra began to cough loudly, coughing up blood. She felt herself going slowly… She hardly felt the sword that had pierced her, not so long ago…

How could this have happened?

The elf, in despair, began to recite an incantation, but she could hear it from so far away. It seemed that the beating of his heart…

"Please! I don't want to leave him. Not now! Not like this! Please..."