Nirvana: "Serena?" he yelled out. "Serena?" again, calling for her. An unnatural flash in the distance had me worried. Most likely it was the illumination of magic. The flash of light faded.

"Oookay...," were his thoughts spoken aloud. "Damn I hate magic." he again muttered the words out aloud as he slung his short sword over his back. Cautiously, he inched forward towards the base of the volcano. *No magic,.no magic,* were my thoughts as he rounded a bend at the monstrous volcano's base. He caught a glimpse of light skin within the etchings of the volcanic rock. Stepping forward was Serena.

"It's about to change again. I hope you've a strong stomach for it." This woman had him completely baffled now. She was as he saw her before - in one piece, whole, and absolutely fine.

*Wait a minute. Change? Huh?* he thought remembering hehad almost forgotten where he was. Between figuring it out and watching Serena as she closed her eyes, things began changing again.

The rush of a wind, the rustle of trees, a slope down within the mountain range behind Serena. One moment hot, the next cold. Climate was changing here - rapidly. Serena, was becoming further away.
The mountain range was taking shape under his very feet! The landscape was changing so fast and he had to be quicker than it.

Above the mountains, a full moon, beautifully eerie. Clouds to whisk here and there within the moon's glow.

"Damnit!!" Came the curse from Serena. Her eyes were fixed on the mountain range.

"Belldonna managed to keep the mountains here. Which means we are in for a rough night," Serena said.
"You grabbed at your ribs? You're hurt?"

"Nah!! I am fine; just a bruised rib. I'll be alright," he explained, waving her off.

"How well do you handle creatures of the night, from sky, to land?" she asked, as she was making ready her bow, an arrow already notched.

"Which creatures are we talking about?" There were several kinds of undead, as well as a few were creatures, but sky? Hmmm! Gargoyles as well maybe? Dave wondered which kind she was speaking of.

"Draw your sword, sir. We are about to find out!"