Reuel felt his world plunging into night … The ceremony that was supposed to connect them to the oracle of the Light God Valtan was disrupted , and the dark elves had plunged a poisoned dagger into the trunk of the great heart tree …… causing it to wither ……. The sky began to darken under the effects of Lord Miggs ancient curse , the silver and gold tree no longer able to oppose the forces of darkness with its light . The magic of the light elves would fade , their longevity dwindle , their connection to the divine severed . As High Priest of the Light elves , Reuel felt his world crumbling . How could they have allowed this to happen ? Somehow Queen Bythrynna survived the attack , and now Reuel is in his library sanctum dreading the summons he knows will come …… The Queen will ……. Ask him the impossible …… she will ask …… that he restore the tree . But he doubts there is any magic in Viera strong enough to heal the tree without …. A great sacrifice. Reuel feels ….. almost hunted , haunted … by a secret weight ….. all his life he has lived among elves , but he is the last of the dragons . If he summoned the spell to heal that tree …. Could he do it without costing his own life ? Do the dark elves really plan to bring back the ancient god of darkness , Lord Miggs ? Suddenly , he hears a small scuffling sound and a small bit of slate stones crumble and scatter nearby . He gets the oddly ….. distinct feeling that …. One of the dark elf huntresses is still nearby . He clutches his sword , alert to see if the elite assassin will show herself . It is Salvia ……. Daughter of the grand elder of the dark elves ….. her features are both elegant but also strong , her body agile and lithe , her eyes purple , her skin dark and scorched , seared in places by coming out into the light . Her silver hair …. Reminiscent of her kinship with the light elves …. And her pointed ears makes Reuel pause a moment ……. Remembering how they were once one people . But not in his lifetime . Not in hers .