Chromia ran to Syd and Otto, her pixie cut flying in the wind. She stepped with graceful caution, almost similar to a concerned dancer; worried, yet perfectly stepped. The concern was drawn on her face, yet she never let it show. Chromia scratched her neck, feeling a fear of not knowing, not knowing why they were there. The castle was inky, like buckets of black blood was used to clean the entire outside, like rain would turn into charcoal within a mile of it.

Chromia walked to the castle, tracing the dark grass and the long trees with her cinder eyes. Her long dragon-hide cloak
fluttered against the seemingly burned grass. Walking quietly, the grass held her hands.

"So, this is it," Chromia looked upon the black castle in front of her,
"Not much, eh?" Otto laughed,
Syd was quiet, "Why are we even here?"

Otto looked at Syd, a fearful, and loving, stare.

Otto Amans was like a tower, his chestnut hair synchronised with his height. Lanky, yet intelligent. Syd Nightshade, however, had chocolate eyes and coffee coloured hair. It would fall in the way of his eyes, yet he never seemed to notice, or even care. Chromia Layna had iridescent, even vivid eyes, changing from silver to blue to pink to red. Her hair was seemingly gold plated, metallic.

The three were descendants of three heroes of the Elven Revolution. It was a revolution to free the Elves of an 'unknown' captor. The issue was, only the heroes, Suato, Lia and Wrota knew who it was. Another issue was, they took the name, and what exactly it was, to their graves. No one cared, however, because, as far as they would be concerned, it was dead, never to come back.

They walked into the castle, confusion radiating from the steps. Syd looked at Otto, noticing the fearful light in his eyes.

He felt a sudden surge of power, like electricity striking through his body. He pointed at a random wall, pointing out his hand and allowing the electricity-feeling thing to escape.

"ARGH!" Syd screamed.

He looked at the now illuminated castle, feeling like all of his body was thrown against the walls and hit with a hammer.

Blue letters lit the stones.

'꓄ꃅꍟ ꂦꈤꍟꌗ ꃅꍏᐯꍟ ꋪꍟ꓄ꀎꋪꈤꍟꀸ ꎇꋪꂦꎭ ꓄ꃅꍟꀤꋪ ꒒ꍏꌗꌗ'

"What the..."

'ꌩꂦꀎ ꍏ꒒꒒ ꎭꀎꌗ꓄ ꒒ꍟꍏᐯꍟ'

Chromia froze, all senses seemingly disappearing.

Suddenly a blue orb flew into her hand. She pushed it towards the letters, making them disperse around the group.

"How did you do that?" Otto asked,
"I don't know... It just kinda happened..." She responded, looking at her hands,
"I focussed on this weird feeling I had," Syd looked at him.

He started to feel a pressure in his body.

Syd tapped him.

Blue sparks flew.