Jodan was alive.

10 years. It's been a decade since she's seen or heard from her family. 10 years since the attack on Volta. She's been training, performing, living, with that unyielding hope in her heart that made her believe she'd be able to help stop Grammor someday. With that living hope in her heart that told her that she'd save her family. That she'd see her family again.

And 10 years later, she got to see him again...on earth.

Working alongside the twins.

Against his will.

But, disobeying Grammor's orders, he saved her again, stealing death from her.

Aurianna—she..finally.. got to see her brother again.

She got to see him...swallowed whole by the twins' black-magic vortex, leading to Moons' knows where. He sacrificed himself. For her. Again.

'Why didn't he take her hand?' Aurianna wanted to know, but she already had her answer. She felt a hand gently placed onto her tensed shoulder as she sat looking out the window, at the rain falling heavily, with her knees drawn to her chest. She dropped her head.

Aurianna: "I finally get to see him....and now he's gone..."