A chilling blast whipped through the canyon, carrying with it the echoes of a mad storm. Beneath the swirling clouds above, Stiklar's wrath broke with a ferocity that matched any seen before. Fields lay in ruin, shattered by the sheer force of his rage. The origin of this tsunami of destruction was a mystery. Some spoke of an ancient curse, while

A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from sugary lies and bitter truths. It speaks of a river, its waters glinting with the allure of bliss. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a deceptive lure that promises power at the cost of innocence. They say those who fall in its current are forever lost by the stream's hold, their lives forever