Rain lashes the stone platform as a cloaked swordsman stands with his back to the viewer, facing a wild-haired warrior gripping a massive blade. The warrior snarls, "How inane... You will die here and now!" A close-up shows a sweating young woman with dark hair glaring, retorting, "Do you think you're god or something!I" The warrior barks, "Ridiculous!" and "What!I" while the cloaked man answers coldly, "Otherwise, you'd only run away!" The warrior's eyes blaze with fury. In a wide splash, the cloaked figure draws his sword and demands, "SWEAR TO ME THAT YOU WILL NEVER AGAIN CONDUCT SUCH A VILE RITUAL!" The warrior replies firmly, "I will not run. I promise you, That I will deliver your village from tragedy, so in return..." Below, the young woman says, "You have until tomorrow evening before they are sacrificed." The cloaked man answers, "That's fine with me." Shandia villagers panic as their chief, a bearded elder, watches with a grim expression while an aide urges, "Chief! Let him try... In the meanwhile, detain his men."