For twenty years, a harpy eagle roamed across the world with two abandoned continents that were deprived of humans, the planet ruled by the Murdgen Kingdom.

As the sun was at noon, the eagle visited the Murdgen Palace in a celebration for the newborn prince until it landed on the chamber's window, where the magically preserved dead body of Larreis was lying on a bed.

The bird was watching her until a chambermaid entered the chamber, and it flew away instantly.

As the bird roamed around the palace, it was shot with a glowing arrow by an archer, a young man standing near the wall. Then the bird vanished before it fell, leaving fallen feathers.

The archer looked up at the sky as he searched for it.

A wounded lady appeared in a dark interdimensional field, standing as she held the arrow shaft buried in her waist. Then the arrow disappeared into dust and was blown by the wind.

She held her wound tight under the fabric drenched with blood to heal it as she coughed up blood.

As she walked barefoot on the grass, changed her dress into a nice one.

Then she stopped when the same archer, who just wounded her, pointed an arrow meters away from her. She just stood as she stared into his dim head, wearing a helm.

As he could feel his chest breathing, he lowered the bow.

Once he saw a flash of light streak in her eyes when a meteor passed by the night sky, he fainted, sedated by magic.

She first walked towards him, checking him with her eyes, before she ran and stood close to him.

She kneeled slowly next to his shoulder and thoroughly removed the helm from his head to glance at his dimmed face and his closed eyes. Then she buried her fingers in his hair, and frowned when she couldn't touch anything on top of his skull.

She stood up and used her hands to gather particles in the air, then generated an empty, lustrous hut that enclosed them.

She squatted down, and her brown eyes sparkled over his fine, handsome face as her palm pressed his cheek. With magic flaming purple in her palm, she changed his face many times until he had another fine face in her eyes at last.

The lady smiled at him with her eyes that blinked, then she transformed into a robin bird with yellow streaks in its feathers to flew out into the physical world.

She tranformed once more into a white raven and roamed across the ocean.

She went to where the moon was outshined above a horde of croomns, a group of soulless magicians forging magical weapons and artilleries in different stations. They were led by the last stray redgess, an enchantress sitting on a throne built from human spines. A throne placed outside the wrecked old Redgess Fortress on top of the mountain, where there she impassively watched over her army. 

As the raven invisibly fluttered towards the throne, the enchantress saw it as a speck of light like a flying star. She watched it with heavy breaths in her chest until it flew around her head and stayed in front of her face.

When the light popped and gone, her chest twitched as she was startled. She glared far beyond.

Then she appeared where she blasted the open gatehouse of the Murdgen Palace. The magicians and nullified humans were thrown away by the blast as she was on her way to the royal court, where Queen Esofere and her new family were celebrating.

A newborn prince was in the queen's arms, and by her sides were a prince consort and a nineteen-year-old adopted princess.

"This is sudden and unmagical," the queen said to the enchantress as she and her family were bothered. "Do we have to start your war here and now?"

"You released her!" The enchantress shouted. "You evil traitor!"

"I do not understand..."

"You sent her to what, to threaten me?"

The queen whispered a phrase, "hide a word." Then her family and whoever was in the court vanished. She stood up and walked closer to the enchantress.

"You don't want to do this fair, do you?" The enchantress continued.

"You're confusing me, Terff. I sent who?"

"Your damned little friend," she said with her mouth near the queen's cheek.

"Larreis?"

"Yes. Lar. Reis."

"Oh, well, she's still with me."

"Where exactly?"

"You're certain?"

"Yes! Who was the light then if you definitely cast her soul away?"

"The light?"

"My eyes are not reversed that I wouldn't plainly see it hovering over me," then her face was closer to the queen's once more. "Then poof!" 

"Her daughter," in neutral tone.

The enchantress frowned in confusion, and the queen briskly walked away, saying, "She was erased from memories for years. I'm not going to war you yet, Terff. Save yourself."

The queen opened the chamber's door where the dead body of Larreis was.

She exhaled and an intimidated smirk when the body was gone.

Adyna, the lady sorceress who took the archer, carried the body of her mother to the graveyard she had built by the spring at the end of the enchanted forest for the stolen dead bodies. The headstones were engraved with silvered letters of their names.

She laid her down on the edge of a grave.

As she sat on her legs, her tears poured, and she told her, "I'll free you, mother..." Then she gave her a long forehead kiss.