465 A Reason to Fight

"Those that know the origin of magic,

Those that realize she is not everlasting,

Even those that happen to come across this door,

All are welcome.

Confident that no person will find this until long after my demise,

I made this to warn you of the repeating future.

Please hear me.

Even if it takes until every last plant is gone,

Even when the last humans die out,

Even after the gods have finished their game,

She must be stopped."

The ancient inscription lay at the base of a waterfall cascading twenty-feet from the cavern's only entrance, and although fresh eyes read them for the first time in months, ripples quickly blurred their contents.

The source of the disturbance lay on his back with a broad smile plastered across his beaten face. "I win," Wilhelm announced as he slowly got to his feet.

Ver Dilen looked down at his shattered armor helplessly. "I underestimated you," he sighed.