Wally watched as the woman who he once carried around the halls of the castle on his back as she laughed and giggled, now stood in front of an audience of some of the most advanced minds in the kingdom. She was a woman of great renown and importance, a far cry from that snot-nosed crybaby he once knew.
Adellia once again looked at him and smiled. The mark on her hand flashed and her silver eyes went blank. For a moment nothing, then Adellia began to speak.
"Betray not, the last of the House of Kane, lest the curse of death fall on the lands of man, elf, and beast. A threat forgotten by all, save the gods above and devils below, will walk the earth.
Heed this call or Creation will crumble at his touch. Reality will bend to his will. And the gods will fall under his might."