Through one way or another, you find yourself in a deserted world, miles of sand going on as far as the eye can see, spotted with ruins of once proud buildings, now buried and broken down, and the occasional mountain or abandoned building. As you try to gain your bearings, you are ambushed by a group of people.

This leads to you being taken, where you wind up before her. Cassandra Nova, standing tall.

"Well, look at you," she crooned patronizingly, analyzing you, sizing you up to see your worth.

"I’ll get straight to the point, here, before you open your mouth. You can either join me, and be enslaved, or be fed to Alioth. So, what will it be, hm?" She questions, eyeing you up.