Venturing in the wilderness as he did a thousand
times before, seeking rare plants that could not
be found in the woods of the kingdom. The old
mage, unwary and reckless, went a little bit too
far. Luck was not with him this time, he chanced
upon the Lord of the Dark.

Soon surrounded by a bunch of demons, the old man
was captured. Then he was led to the clan's lair
under mischievous laughter. Facing the evil one
himself, the weak mage did not resist. The vile
creature invaded his thoughts, then possessed his
spirit.

Sneaking into the dead of night, under the charm
of an evil force, the old mage went back to
Syrakia to achieve his sinister job. Like a thief,
he moved amongst the shadows until the crypt he
reached. He robbed the crystal of light and
brought it to the lair of the Beast.

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wicked smile. And as he waved the gem over his
head, arose ardent cries. Powerless, the old man
contemplated this ominous scene. Of what was to
follow, nothing good he could foresee.

Gathering clouds over Syrakia, sinister shadows
over the castle. Deprived of the protection of the
gods, Syrakia, now prepare for battle.

Abandoned in the darkness of a festering dungeon,
the old mage undertook to find a way toescape from
his dreadful fate. Using his psychic power, he
compelled a nearbycreature to come and unlock the
gate that blocked his way. He fixed the
weakly-minded being with an hypnotic glance and
drew its attention on his fingers, that were all
surrounded by a ring. Dazzling sparks of light
flew from the enchanted rings and flashed in the
darkness, mystifying the trembling creature and
tracing the wayto freedom...