The scorching sun beats down upon the endless expanse of the desert as Exon wanders through the shifting sands. Cloaked in dark robes, his steps are determined, his gaze focused yet distant. His mind, ever hungry for knowledge and power, leads him in this desolated place.

A band of nomadic warriors has been silently observing him from a distance. Strapped at their sides, scimitars glinted in the desert sunlight.