The demons came and left death in their wake.
They slaughtered without mercy, draining The Provider of color.
Searching all she found was fire and loss.
Reading the memories of Ryela she found a surge of light.
A group glowing with a demon at its’ fore.
Darkness clashing with darkness to protect life.
Collecting it, guiding it.
She must find the way…
Find the monster who embraced the light.
These people can fight.
They gather strength.
-A vision belonging to one with the sight.