Hurricurse was dreaming again, but this was not a dream about Liniar, or about ARK Island. No, It was a dream about him, his friends, and a unfamiliar person, whith a pair of Gore Magala like wings. That "Person", was descending from the sky, in the midst of the ruins that was a village during one of it's festivals. He grinned, and spoke. "I am coming for you, brother!" Hurricurse was confused about what the person meant, but as the person actually summoned a sword in hand, and rushed towards Hurricurse, the dream stopped. Kisisa smiled, but Arion only laughed.