Deep in the abandoned mines of Coran a mysterious figure approaches a large emblem on the ground. A shadow floats up from the center and the figure says
"The country suspects nothing my lord Draven and they have no idea that I am slowly bringing you back."
"The magic users will catch on and send their chosen one."
"Worry not my lord my organization shall take care of her."
"They'd better, for your sake." says the shadow. The black mist then vanishes and leaves the man alone.
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