ACT 1 The land of Ahishira became a strange place without colour. Any signs it used to boom with life was gone, buried in the ashen remains of what was once a kingdom of proud people. Clouds, that departed just a few hours ago, reformed all over the visible sky. Lighting storm was on its way with pure anger to deliver. Flash after flash filled up the dark horizon. The storm clouds weren't carried by the wind, however. Something more sinister was in the play. Lara Lanthara stood in the front of the castle window. Flashes of lighting reflected in her blue eyes. She seemed to comprehend the storm. She was fixated on it, glance not leaving the sinister sight in the skies. Lara was able to tear her gaze away from the unsettling storm. She walked away into the depths of the castle, as it was time for her to join an ongoing crisis meeting. The throne room felt empty without Sarah's presence. Instead of her on the throne, the Emperor sat. He was like a golden overseer, all-seeing immortal