I was dragged across the dark tunnel. Other creatures that occupied the tunnel gave me stares that would shatter a wall. I was beginning to think I was not welcome here. The black Latias who dragged me seemed both annoyed and amused with my behaviour. Loaded to the teeth with armor, weapons, guns, grenades, a combat knife, and one scythe, I could sense war was near. Was it? "Well here she is...resting, but she's fine" The Latias said as I stood up. I peered into the small room. It was lit by a small fire, and I could only make out Helga's serpent-shape in the light. I also saw something else.