<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">As Aurianha charged forward, three Wolfos appeared and howled. Two were silver, and thus not much of a threat. The trouble would be the black Wolfos, which had a piece of broken metal that looked like half of a large key around its neck. It let out a howl, and the silver ones began to circle, one around the Hero's daughter, the other around Prince Zhertal's companion Arkaltrem, who'd followed Aurianha when she'd bolted past him on Epona.<br/>
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Nemesis's companion, a dark-clad fellow with silver hair, Cain, stood before the Spirit Lanaryu. He had seen the trap that had befallen the Twili child and had decided to convert. He had never wanted to be evil in the first place, but he'd been under a spell. What was interesting about Cain was that he himself was a Denizen of the Twilight. A half-blood, but still a Twili Descendant, Cain was on his knees, as if before a King. He had begged forgiveness and asked for purification, and Lanaryu was contemplating.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffcc99">"Hmm...I sense great potential, and a truly good soul. Very well. Your soul shall be saved from the darkness."'</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">As the Light Orb in the Spirit's moth grew in intensity, Cain felt his body change. His hair grew black as night, and his attire shifted to a midnight blue. The eyepatch that had been sewn over his right eye was gone, and hiseyes were two different colors. His left was an ice blue, but his right was a Twilight gold. Although his new attire hid it, his arms had the telltale sigils of a Twili.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffcc99">"Rise. Your name is Cain no more. You are now <a class="link link--external" href="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc71/Chiba_Domon/11374585415302ex.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Aleph Kahkariko</a> Stand tall."</span>