Since he returned from the Void to Athanor, D’Arcy’s right arm had been plagued by a strange stinging pain. For a while he had thought that it was just the lingering effect of his battle with his former mentor, the infamous dark mage Lorion, but as work on the Great Wall progressed and the attacks by Abyss monsters intensified, so did the restlessness in his arm, as though something was trying to escape from it.

-Do you want to do the quest with me?