Everything went so fast. First a white fog appeared from nowhere and prevented the group from moving further. Alira suddenly looked upset and Bruce asked "Are you OK?" She remained silent. Then Illerza appeared and with the support of Daryen's power of Nature and Bruce's power of the Ancients she got destroyed by Alira. But Alira used all her power and got exhausted. Bruce was trying hard to collect himself. He still could not believe that they defeated Illerza. Daryen was worried about Alira. "She needs some rest but we are running out of time, we can't risk to get to the lake too la..." he was saying but suddenly went silent. From his movements Bruce was guessing that Daryen was receiving a vision. He was going to walk towards Daryen when the Ancients started to speak to him again. Bruce closed his eyes. "Lending your power to support a friend who is in distress, working as a team, trusting each other, sticking together, those are the features the Wizards of Darkness fear most. They will try to break your confidence, your friendship. They want to break the bound between you. Never let that happen. Your friendship and trust is the key to be able to destroy the Wizards of Darkness. Never let them destroy your confidence and willpower!" The last words were still echoing in his head when he opened his eyes again. Alira was healing herself with the power of Nature that Daryen lent her. "Maybe we should learn to use all the powers of all of us. But would this be possible?" he asked himself. Daryen looked at Bruce with a warmly smile and said " We are becoming more and more aware of our powers, the Wizards know it and they fear us. We will discover more about ourselves during our journey and together we will end this madness once and for all. We can help each other and fight as one. Please, take us to the lake as soon as you can Bruce. The Dragon, Ylredam, knows about us and he is waiting for us to awaken him." Bruce nodded. He wondered why Daryen was smiling. What did he saw in the vision? Then he remembered the warning he received from the Ancients and told Alira and Daryen what they said and asked both to be cautious. The white fog was already gone. Only a thin stream was floating over the ground. It was flowing in one direction, the same direction the smoke that was emitting from the torch was moving. "Well, then, let us go." Bruce said with a smiling face and was about to walk when a voice started to talk insid his head. "Hello Bruce, do you remember me? No, of course not! How could you remember your grand-uncle. Do you remember your real name? Your real family name? No, of course not. Your grandmother and your mother are so ashamed to carry this name, the name of one of the most powerful house. Our families were chosen to rule the world. Only the stronges and most powerful wizards and witches have the ultimate privileg to rule the world. What did your mother done to you. She and your grandmother punished you by sealed your natural powers and let you grow as a weakling who got beaten and humiliated by the noble students of the magical academy. Do you think that this is fair? Did they done the right thing to steal your bright future from you?" the voice asked. "Yes! It was totally the right thing they did to me! The seal showed your true face during the ceremony at my fifth birthday. I saw how you killed everybody who was not willing to submit to your lordship! You wiped whole cities and villages off the map. I am not proud of that family name either. I do not want to be like you!" Bruce shouted and his eyes started to glow bright in an orange tone. He noticed that Alira and Daryens got deeply shocked and were starring at him. The voice continued: "Why are you shouting? Didn't you noticed that your friends can not hear me? You are ..." Bruce closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them again the voice was now clearly heared by all. "... such a fool! ... How did you do that? This is impossible. In such a short time to master such complex magic ..." the voice continued. "Ah, come on. You are trying to make me down. Admit it. Do you have other topics you want to discuss with us? By the way uncle, what is your name?" Bruce asked with a big grin. "Stop being impudent! ... I am Namon of house Calistra Draco! Oh, and we have Daryen of house Dawnflame, abandoned by his parents and eagerly burning to know the reason, seeking for answers. You know best how to survive in this world. Yes, by killing the weak. You were an assassin. You killed people to live. Oh, was this your secret? But Bruce, or should I say Zack, also killed many assassins as a member of the thief guild. ... And even Alira killed Illerza just a few miute ago. Alira of house Na... oh poor Alira. Your adoptive parents want to make you believe you are a child of house Narhan. But that is a lie! You want to know who your real parents are, right? Are they still alive? You think we are cruel? Parent who abandon their own children, growing without love, those are the real cruel persons. I can feel your anger and hatred growing ... yes, that is the way of seeking justice .... Hihihihihiiii! Yahahahaaaa!" the voice said with an evil laugh. Bruce realised the big mistake he made. For his taste his uncle definitively went to far. Again Bruce closed his eyes and started to focus. He was trying to locate his uncle. He want to see his face. An old man, bald head and short white beard appeared in front of his sight. He opened his eyes. "Cut it off, uncle! Stop bothering them!" Bruce shouted. "Yes, that is the Bruce I like. The more angrier you get, the more powerful you get. Let your powers awake. We will meet soon. Wahahahaaaaaaa!" the voice faded with a laugh. " Do not listen to my uncles nonsense. Our parents had a reason to act this way. They tried to protect us so that one day we all together will defeat the Wizards of Darkness. Now, lets move on. I want to see a real dragon who is waiting for us." Bruce said and started to walk.