"Paradise?" I turn.

"We've got all we could want here; all we can need here." He moves vines like a curtain.

I see this massive waterfall shining like the blue sky. My eyes widen.

"Everything's here. My island stays the same." He says. 

"It is beautiful." I admit.

"So, what's wrong?" He asks.

I look down. I grip my head.

"Does it hurt?" He asks. 

"Yes, a little bit." I admit.

I guess Lan Zhan was right. These tricks I pull out are starting to take their toll on me. Han Yo rises up. He puts his hand om my shoulder and one on my cheek. This energy pours through me. His eyes glow yellow. I feel something soothing that mimics Lan Zhan's spells. It sooths my head and the pain slowly stops. My hand falls and he takes it. I turn to him. He kisses it. I shove off of him.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Nothing, just... I have to get back." I say.

He cocks his head.

"Back to where?" He asks.

"Home." I turn.

"This is your home now." He grabs my hand.

"No, no, no. It's not." I say.

"It is now. The sea washed you up and I'm not to keen on letting people in or letting them go." He says.

I turn to him. I push him back. He looks at me in surprise. I take out my flute. Thankfully it was with me.  I jump back. Black smoke rises from around me. I grip my flute. Han Yo raises an eyebrow and sits down on a leaf.

"Do you honestly think you can fight me?" Han Yo snaps his fingers.