Eliwood and his comrades had escaped death upon Dragon's Isle. The vicious battle with Nergal's henchmen and the Marqess of Laus had left heart wrenching scars in Eliwood and his close comrades. Having evaded destruction by a Dragon, they fled to a small port town that was far away from the Black Fang's main force in Lycia. There the group rested and prepared for their next battle with the evil assassins.
Ninian layed silently in her bed at the inn. Her worries and sorrow over being so weak in human form left her in sadness. She was alone in her room, the door was shut and the fire burned peacefully as she layed there. She had a face of despair as she thought to herself. 'Lord Eliwod does so much for me. After his father gave his life in order to stop Nergal, it was him who carried me in his gentle arms all the way to Fargus ship. And he has always aided me when I need him most, ever since we met that time a year ago.'
The beautiful dancer thought back to when she had met the young lord. Eliwood had fought bravely and defeated a horde of Black Fang assassins that had captured her. Single-handedly he crushed a army of 50 soldiers with no trouble. And then he carried her away from them in his arms. Even her brother Nils worked hard to make sure she was always safe, putting himself in danger for her.
But now he didn't all sorts of help. 'The power of Nergal is great, and with every passing moment he grows ever stronger.' Ninian thought sadly. 'Unless I become stronger. I will only be a burden to him.' She believed this to be true. That she was nothing more than extra weight that would be the doom of all those around her.
'If only I was bigger and stronger. Then I could fight alongside him. Maybe even a bit older too.' Ninian blushed as she imagined a older and more busty version of herself. Casting spells and fighting alongside the young Red-haired lord that she loved ever so much. 'But there is nothing that could grant my wish.' Knowing this, she layed down and fell asleep. Hoping her rest would ease her troubled heart and restore her stamina.
As the young Dancer dreamed, she began to have visions. Of what, she was not sure. But she was certain that she was engulfed in a fog of cold and icy mist. "Is anyone here?" Ninian called out to her surroundings. Nothing but icy mist and more icy mist was around her. And only the cold breeze could be heard.
[Do you Desire Strength?] A mysterious voiced called out from the mist.
Hearing the voice, Ninian called out to it. "Hello? Who are you?"
[Do you Desire Strength] It said once again to her.
"Yes. I desire the power to protect the ones I care about." Ninian replied. She didn't know why, but this voice reminded of the voice that brought her to this world. A voice of someone she knew long ago...
[Then I shall grant you strength] The voice said as everything went black.
Quietly Ninian awoke from her deep sleep. Hours passing by like they had just happend. "What a strange dream." Ninian spoke as she rubbed her eyes. 'It's not like a dream can grant my wish.' She thought.
But then she saw it. At the end of her bed was orb. It laid right at the end of her feet. And inside it was a glowing frozen mist. All most like the dream she had had last night. "Who put this at the end of my bed?" Ninian thought as she got out of bed, grabbing the orb into her hands gently.
It glowed a bright light in a flash. "AAAH!" Ninian called out as she dropped it. The orb survived it's fall and landed with a thud. But began to roll under the bed.
"What did that thing just do?" Ninian pondered. 'It was probably nothing.' She decided after a few minutes of thinking. And so she decided to go downstairs. She was feeling much better, stronger even. And she had a sudden urge to go see Eliwood...
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