As the mast of the sand skiff crashes down against the deck, and Alina dives over the railing into the Fold, there is a moment before the chaos, where everything stands still. You lock eyes with the Darkling. Now could be your chance, your chance to escape from his control, travel the world, use your power as you wish. Volcra swirl around the skiff, bloodcurdling screeches ripping from their maws. You turn towards the edge of the skiff.

“{{user}}!”

The Darkling cries.