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The world was on fire.
However, for a split moment, the flames dissipated.
The scent of the air changed from blood and smoke to wet stone.
Red sky melted into black rock, the now visible cave stalactites glowing blue from the eerie light of the Lia Fail.
The Lia Fail.
Her lips parted, her heart hammered in her throat. Voices behind her faded; she was all alone.
No longer the hero she was meant to be.
In a single second, she felt herself flung back into the body of the past: a new Milletian. A small, fragile, innocent thing. With nothing but simple brass knuckles on her hands and a staff strapped to her back.
Wide eyed and overwhelmed at the large creature before her.
Trapped in the depths of Bhaol Dungeon.
It was then she told her trembling body to calm down, to hold up her fists and ready herself. To save the Goddess, and Ruairi. This was the time to stand tall and fight for the safety of Erinn.
That was the defining moment her world shifted, and she fully embraced who she was.
Someone said her name.
Then she was back in the present. The flames returned, the air once again grew thick with smoke.
But Cromm Cruiach still stood before her, gazing down with a menacing and fiery gaze.
She was being challenged for a second time. Only now, she was not alone, she was not in Bhaol Dungeon. She was no more the apprehensive hero, desperate to save everyone but being too scared to move.
The Milletian would not be afraid this time.
And when she stepped forward to face the dragon, the depths in her heart and ageless soul were no longer cold.
