I looked up at the sky and saw a flash of lightning. The thunderous bolt lit up Castle Zvhal Bailey, which lay before us. It had been such a long journey here and we still hadn’t faced our toughest challenge. I knew somewhere in my heart that Krataar could not have been the one behind all this. He saved me from certain death so long ago. I never forgot that. Yet, there was the ordeal with the Archduke. What if they were right? What if Krataar had been the one behind the tales? The one’s that stretched out to every person on Vana’diel. The one’s that talked of Shadow Lord still being alive. I couldn’t help but shake those thoughts from my mind. I did so, because another thought entered my mind. What if they were wrong? They had to be. I felt a shiver go down my spine and I sensed I wasn’t the only one. I turned to my Master as he turned to me. We both readied our swords and before entering, my Master only said what the rest of us all had on our minds.
Zejx: I have a bad feeling about this.
