Yuko strode through the village, her sword gleaming in the sunlight. The people stared at her with awe, knowing her as the brave warrior who had defeated Rogles and his brother Megas. But Yuko's mission wasn't over yet. There were still remnants of darkness lurking in Dreamland, and she intended to root them out.

As she made her way through the narrow streets, Yuko's keen senses picked up on whispers of unrest. She stopped a passing villager. "Where are they hiding?" she asked him.

The villager pointed towards the outskirts of the village, fear evident in their eyes. "They're in the old ruins," he stammered. "But be careful, Yuko-sama. They're not like the others. They're... different."

Yuko nodded, her grip tightening on the Valis Sword. "I'll handle it," She said, her tone leaving no room for doubt.