บท 1249: A Healing Rain

As the black dragon, known ominously as the Bringer of Death, wreaked havoc across the cities of East Sourna, Rain watched from the deck of her unique flying sailboat, her silver hair whipping wildly around her seductive frame. Her usually teasing temperament was replaced by a grave seriousness as she pursued the calamity she had inadvertently awakened.

Rain's recklessness in searching for her mentor, Valeria Storm, had led her to ancient ruins submerged under the Wide Sea that separated East from West Sourna. It was there, in the depths of a forgotten temple, that her actions had disturbed the slumber of the black dragon. The creature emerged from the depths, its scales as dark as the abyss and eyes glowing with a baleful light.