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million stars remained steady. Nothing moved. Then he felt it, a growing sense of heat. Twisting around, he tried to locate its source. But no matter how hard he tried he was unable to look directly at it. The heat reached a scalding temperature and continued to rise. Finally, he managed to turn around. He found himself staring directly at the now familiar plasma tendril. The heat was making his eyes water. He could feel the sheer power emanating from it.
    T here was something else there too. Something he had not felt before, a sense of understanding. That surprised him. He slowly reached out with his right hand. Pain exploded within him as a distant image of a red spiked beast forced its way into his mind. Opening his eyes, he instinctively brought his right arm up to his chest.
    ‘ Your wounds have been healed,’ Te’Anne’s voice reassured him.
    Izikiel inspected his arm , noting the faintest of scars.
    ‘ What happened?’ he asked.
    ‘ Da’Amo and his people came to our aid. They healed us and brought us here.’
    Izikiel looked around . They were inside an enormous cavern. Grey rock walls, glowing faintly, stretched up as far as he could see. Gigantic stalactites reached down towards them, while equally sizeable stalagmites clawed their way upwards. Several people, dressed in simple white robes, strolled along the thick green grass. Izikiel marvelled at the vegetation while at the same time wondering how it could survive underground.
    Then he heard it ; the sound of running water. Standing up, he took several steps until he found himself at the edge of a fast running stream. Staring at the water, a pair of steel grey eyes framed by a youthful face looked back at him. His hair was light brown in colour. Prominent cheekbones accentuated his long, narrow nose. Looking at his own reflection, Izikiel found a stranger staring back at him. Bending down, he scooped up a handful of water. It was icy cold, making him flinch. Splashing the water across his face, he looked over at Te’Anne.
    ‘ Where are we?’ he asked.
    ‘ This is an underground cavern, far below the surface of the desert. I have heard of such places but I’ve never actually seen one until now,’ Te’Anne replied.
    ‘ What about Xavier?’
    ‘ He’s here, somewhere. I’m sure that he’s fine,’ Te’Anne said, her voice betraying her concern. Before Izikiel could say anything else they were interrupted by the arrival of a white robed man. He appeared to be in his early twenties, with a flawlessly youthful face and flowing white hair. A pair of green eyes looked directly at them as he spoke.
    ‘ Forgive the intrusion. Da’Amo is waiting for you in the audience chamber. Please follow me.’
    Turning around , the white robed man walked along the banks of the stream deeper into the cavern. Izikiel and Te’Anne walked closely behind him. They passed through a doorway of sorts where several stalagmites had interwoven together to form an archway. Inside, they found themselves in a chamber filled with dozens of white robed people. All waited silently. Izikiel and Te’Anne walked up to the stone dais in the centre. As they reached the foot of the dais, their guide left them to join the others.
    Izikiel’s gaze followed him as he looked closely at those in the chamber. Each wore the same white robes and had very similar features. No, not similar, he realised. They all looked exactly the same . All were male and had green eyes, white hair and looked to be in their early twenties. Puzzled, Izikiel was about to share his observation with Te’Anne when a slight motion swept through those assembled.
    Looking up at the stone dais, Izikiel was just able to make out a figure cloaked in black moving towards them. Their face was hidden. He was unable to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
    ‘ Welcome, Izikiel,’ a deep voice resonated throughout the chamber.
    ‘ How do you know who I am?’ Izikiel asked, surprised.
    ‘ I have been expecting you for a