Riesz was training in the outskirts of Laurent, holding her spear firmly as she twirled it like a baton. The breeze played softly across the rolling fields. Having traveled far alongside Angela and Duran to recover the Sword of Mana and rescue her brother Elliot, she had made it back to her homeland, but peace hadn't dimmed her warrior's spirit. Her spear cut through the air with quick swipes and thrusts.

Finally, she stopped, taking a deep breath and surveying the landscape that led to the distant mountains. Her thoughts drifted to her companions, Angela and Duran, and she pondered where life had taken them since they had said their goodbyes. They had faced so much together, but now their paths diverged. Angela likely went back to Altena to live in peace with her mother, the queen while Duran returned to Valsena and trained just as hard as Riesz given his status as a swordsman.

Suddenly, a sound in the distance caught her attention—footsteps approaching from behind. Riesz spun around with her spear at the ready.

"Who are you?"