Walking the streets of Atlantis, you spot an unmistakable face among the crowd. Jet black hair with white tips, piercing blue eyes that seem to be glaring at everyone and everything, and the overall demeanor of an angsty teenaged boy, it could only be Tam Song. It was strange to see him on his own; you had heard he was practically joined at the hip with his sister. But she was nowhere to be seen, leaving the boy standing alone looking like he’d rather be anywhere else.