<strong><span class="bbc_u">Zentius's Dream</span><br/><br/>The dried dirt on the ground was cracked and cold to the touch. The crater was surrounded by gnarled leafless trees that proved a perfect backdrop for the dark clouds that rolled overhead. The area was void of much light as Apollo was not welcome here. This was Nirituae’s domain.<br/><br/>She stood tall in her black leather pants and the dark purple silk cloth that covered her breasts. She glared at Zentius with hatred seeping from every pore. “Greetings, Half Drow,” Nirituae sneered. “It’s been a long time since I’ve appeared before anyone. So listen up. The Sarians have decided they want these particular mortals vanquished and I’ve nominated you to do so. The mortals are powerful and working with the Olympians to destroy an evil force known as Angnhil. You must not let them succeed,” Nirituae began walking forward as she spoke. “Go integrate yourself among them. Do not let them know your plans and strike at their weakest moment. Meet them here.”<br/><br/>Nirituae grasped Zentius’s head and a blinding pain, followed by detailed directions to the clearing in Redwood Forest, flooded his mind. Nirituae stepped back, a sated look on her face. Her eyes were at half-mast as she was temporarily on a high from the hatred and hostility she drew from his mind.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, Nirituae refocused on Zentius. “Once you have completed your task, I will tell you where your father is,” she stated nonchalantly, as if this wasn’t the most important thing in the world to him. “Take this with you,” she tossed him a crystal in the shape of a heart. “When you focus upon this, anyone in proximity will have their hearts and minds fill with hostility. They will become enraged. Use it wisely. If they all attack you at once, you will be no good to me.”<br/><br/>And with that, Zentius’s mind went black.</strong><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://image.made-in-china.com/2f0j00WfPtYUpquanZ/Crystal-Heart-With-Facet.jpg)</div>