Where am I? I was in a temple, or I think it was a temple. The temple was broken and in the air. The sky was purple and there were stone blocks floating around. The air smelled foul.  I look around. I see a carving of the foul demon Zhan Tiri. I stare at it. 

"Boo." The carving said. 

I jump. I drew my sword.

"What are you?" I ask.

"I am Zhan Tiri." She said. 

She moved around the rock. A moving painting, that's new. I kept my sword drawn. She circled me.

"What do you want from me?" I ask.

"Nothing yet." She replied.

It's like her shadow was touching me in physical form. I felt her claws as the shadow looms over me. I feel her claws. They were cold. I slash at the air where I thought she was.

"I am not going to hurt you; I just want to talk." She said.

"Talk?! I will never listen to you!" I yell.

"You already have been." She said.

She pushes me into the ground. She picks me up by my clothing. Her face was evil, just like everything around her. She lifts my chin up with her claw. 

"You will help me fulfill my promise to Corona." She smiled.

She drops me and I hurtle into the shadows.