Night is almost over. The moon has disappear. The stars are fading. And the sky brighten. Deep inside the forest, a man walks through tree after tree. Clad in bright white armor, he keep on walking as though nothing can stop him. He has walked all night, ignoring the darkness that was surrounding him. On his right hand is a massive sword, fully composed from glowing white crystals. It shines brightly, cutting through the curtain of darkness.
