Ethemon was destined to find no rest tonight, for the dream visitor had arrived once more, unbidden.
He was acutely aware that he had plunged into a dream. His mind was clear, yet try as he might, he could not break free. He could only listen helplessly to the voice, bound to this illusory world by some invisible force.
"Ethemon, thanks to you, we managed to escape that perilous place alive. You defeated Ketheric. Truly an impressive showing. But Ketheric is merely the first stumbling block placed before us." The voice drifted through the dream, laden with an elusive nuance.
Chapter 117