Оригинален текст
Arter, while dreaming, feels the arrive of Draita and his black troops. The
fate shows him ancient battles where brave warriors defended the reign even by
losing their lives and families. Visions of death and storms haunt his mind.
When the Northern Winds will blow over the Shadeis Lagoon, Draita will cross
the Dragonis Valley. From that moment forth, battle will be raging.