Tristan fought his way through the Kingdom of Kandor to take Symantha back. She had been taken and used as a bargaining chip for the Queen to control Tristan's people. Along his journey through Kandor he came across many adventurers who would help him, and now he stood at the door to Queen Evangeline’s throne room. In his hands, he held his sword aloft not knowing for sure what he would do once he was in person with her. The only sound in the hall before the door was the clinking of his and his comrade's armor.

Tristan burst into the room with his men at his back and saw the witch Queen Evangeline sitting on her throne with her pet dragon at her side. However, the moment he burst into the room it began to change, in fact, everything began to change. Tristan was no longer in Estalia Castle facing Queen Evangeline on her throne. The castle walls bled into a charcoal cave colored walls with a long staircase leading to what Tristan could only hope was the way out of this God forsaken place. Queen Evangeline herself and that pet stood not 20 feet away from him.

“You fool!” Evangeline laughed, as she pat the head of her pet dragon Scatha, a dragon about the size of a truck with the face of a demon. Scatha had thick spikes that traveled along his spine and came to a large bulbous barb on his tail.

“Where is Symantha?” Tristian demanded, holding his sword in front of him at the ready as he circled around Evangeline standing with Scatha by her side.

“You won’t leave this place alive!” She shouted as she and her dragon advanced on him. Her black and crimson gown writhed as if it were alive as she walked slowly toward him with her gnarled staff in her hand.

Tristan called forth the power that dwelled within his sword as he sent a wave of power coursing toward Scatha.