[Kanji_The_Wanderer]

As I lie in the darkness, trying to loosen my bonds, I had seen a light appear near me, in the darkness, but it was gone in a second. Before the image faded I did get a glimpse of the figure amongst the bright light, I had seen an angel, covered in white robes...Was my mind playing tricks on me? Was the lose of blood causing hallucinations? Or were the heavens calling for me already?

All I knew was that I had to escape this place. But I had no idea where I was. I knew that I must have been in the Dragon Lair far northeast of Asgard. This is where the Dragons kept their victims before they ended their lives. I thought back for a second to the old King, and his people. Without me, the capital was sure to fall...

Tears wanted to flow from my eye, I forced to hold them back. I wanted to yell out, but I wouldn't lose my composure. Everything seemed so hopeless, I needed Sora, or some object to make a flame, so I could summon one of the Spirits to set me out of here. No! I need to stop making excuses and fend for myself. I got it! I know what to do. I will fend for myself, and I will use my spirit in the process.

I closed my eye, and sat there. Concentrating, thinking of the past, and that battle with Swiftant. I was trying to remember what it felt like when I used those Elven powers of mine. My real powers, not some special item that immitates Elven Magic. The powers that were given to be at birth by my mother. I had shunned those abilities and told myself I would never use them again, but now I need them. I need my heritage and the blessing of my dead mother to guide me now. I wasn't ready to be taken by the angels. I had to escape!