Meanwhile a Warlock was meditating on Earth, somewhere around Japan. Some area's still had lush garden's that had overgrown over the centuries. He was in a especially beautiful area where there was a small pond. Taking a deep breath he cast his mind out into the void. His mind heard a calling. A power was being moved. The voices came and whispered of flame and death. Ahamkara. The dead bones were being brought up. Such dark power should never be found. His mind returned to his body with a gasp. "I need to stop this." He jumped high into the air as his ship swooped down and caught him. With a burst of speed the ship flew towards the source of dark power.