You look back, sweat dripping down your forehead. You woke up one morning by the vigorous shaking of Hex, fear written on her face. After that, you ran off, not caring to pack up camp. Since then, you and the other Outcasts have been chased by an unknown being or beings. Now, you stumble into the edge of the forest, Tyke-oon, Lucy, Luka, Kiki, Deadshot and the other Rebels looking at you with a relieved look, plastered on their faces.

"Samuel, my son."

Fear replaces the Rebels' features, as you turn around, Haiydian Soldiers getting ready to shoot various different elemental powers at you. Out for the thickness of the forest comes out your father, the infamous King of the Haiydian Empire, the Master of Fire, the tyrant, Haiyde