It felt different than her parents described—the darkness. Isis stood in a dark cavern, waiting for the inevitable. She knew what would happen if she entered the Malevolent One's home, but she had to save them. Save them, she thought. What a joke. A burning sensation ripped through Isis' gut. She doubled over in pain. The sensation rippled through her body, reaching all the way up to her throat, choking her. Her skin felt hot to the touch. Isis looked down at her burning flesh and saw crimson flecks on her skin. The flecks grow bigger and bigger until a red light burst from her skin, lighting the cavern walls around her in a crimson hue.

The light dimmed until it disappeared. Isis tried to stand up straight. She felt different and powerful. She was so powerful that her body was shaking, but that was not the most concerning part. She felt cold and empty. She thought about them, her parents, and felt nothing. She cannot even remember why she would come here to save them in the first place.