[i]The demon, whatever it was, would see several things. A cave of rubies, red Armour with long flowing capes and silver blades. If the demon knew Takatai at all, he would recognize it as the Burning Isles. A set of islands East of the dojo woods famed for many things. [/i] "DEMON, SHOW YOURSELF!" [i]Elizabeth yelled, shifting her gaze to the fallen Gregor. He thought of his childhood, his family. All sharing the same brown hair and brown eyes. Tears began streaming down his face, a memory of his father and mother dying in the midst of a dojo invasion taking hold. [/i]