"You speak truth," he replies, cryptically. "Partially. All are accounted for; you will never find the remainder. They are gone, consumed as well." He rises to his feet, standing on the bed, almost eye level with Draiss.<br/><br/>"<em>Three masks will he wear, walking the earth.<br/>Three times he will walk, before it breaks.<br/>Once he walks, to mark the path,<br/>Twice he walks, to set it true,<br/>Thrice he walks, to set it aflame,<br/>The first spark that will consume and cleanse.<br/>All will know his name, <span class="bbc_u">Sunderer of Worlds.</span></em><br/><br/>The last words are actually spoken in a language so old, even Amaterasu's mother had not existed when the language was forgotten, but the harsh sound left ringing in the air, before translation, is chillingly familiar. 'Draiss'.