You wake up at the dawn, fire still crackling in the pit as the morning mist covers the ground. The fresh air and song of the birds quickly clear your head, and you spring up to your feet. Standing next to the warm fire, you put on your trousers, tunic, belt with a dagger, and your light leather breastplate. You throw your most recognizable clothing item around your shoulders, your green cloak, a dead giveaway that you are indeed a mage. Adjusting the sleeves on your tunic, you glance at your leather bracelet with the word "Viper" etched into it. Viper, of course, is a nickname that Elanor gave you a long time ago, for your ability to always find a way into any tower, castle, dungeon, or mansion, your green cape slithering behind you. In return, you gifted her a raw amethyst necklace, promising that it would always keep her safe.

You look up at Elanor as she is getting into her gear as well, and you exchange a silent smile. Both of you get fully equipped and have some breakfast by the time Bree wakes up. She sits close to the fire too, and you give her a ball of oatmeal and an apple. After her meal, Elanor and you reach into your backpacks and fish out some spear gear for Bree. After all, she has to be somewhat ready if you are to hunt down the cultists that kidnapped her. You hand her the bundle of gear, and she disappears behind the tree to put it on.

After a few moments, she gets out of her cover and looks at the two of you. You are unsure if she is about to laugh or cry. Bree:"Are you fucking kidding me?" You:"What?" Elanor:"It's Nephilim armor. The finest!" Y:"Exactly! It will magically ward you against any physical or magical attacks...during the day. Try to avoid combat at night, tho." B:"Are you both insane!? I AM NAKED!" Y:"No, no, no. You appear naked, but those magical chains will protect you far better than any plate armor. Trust me." B"...I...wh-..." E:"Look, it's the only armor we got to spare. And he is right, it will protect you from everything...except Nephilim weapons, but there's no chance that petty cultists have those!" B:"Ughh...Fine! If I die in this armor, I will haunt you both! Well, we wasted enough time already, lets's hunt those bastards down!"

You set out into the forest, and Bree leads you to the spot where she and her friends were attacked. Sure enough, you can hear what sounds like three cultists walking toward you. You whisper the arcane spell and turn the three of you invisible. B:"Good, let them pass, then we can strike at them from behind!" Y:"Shh! They can't see us, but they can still hear us!" B:"Oh, right. The cultists usually wear dark cloaks and light weapons, with nothing underneath the cloaks." E:"They go about naked?" Y:"Some mages believe that they have to be naked to have a real connection to the natural world, so that their spells would be more powerful. Cults are known for that practice." B:"Silence, here they come!"

The first cultists pass you by, and Elanor leaps at her, breaking the invisibility spell. You were supposed to attack the second cultist immediately, but the naked and attractive body of the first one distracted you. Bree fights with the second cultist, and you look at her nude figure for a moment.

The third cultist leaps at Elanor from behind her back, swinging her sword, but you swiftly turn around and shout "IGNUM GEHENUM!". Gouts of flames shoot out from your fingers, incinerating the cultist on the spot. At the same moment, Elanor bests the first cultists, finishing her off with a stab to the chest. As the cultists fall, Bree looks at you, impressed, as she finishes off the last cultist. Y:"I thought this cultist will be a bigger menace!" E:"Bunch of wannabe necromancers, bah!" B:"G-guys...behind you!"

You turn around and see three more cultists, but there is something different about them. Elanor tries to attack with her daggers but is unable to move. You can feel the strong magical aura surrounding you, but you can't move your arms to cast any spells. Bree manages to run away, thanks to her Nephilim armor, leaving to your fate. The three women stare at you in silence, until your ears start to buzz, your head spins and everything becomes dark. You lose your consciousness.

You awake, tied to a tree, somewhere deep in the forest. You see three young women, cruelly tied and hooked to a frame. Basterds caught more girls to sacrifice! Next to them emerges a man, dressed in black cloak, carrying a mage's staff, a sign of an old and powerful spellcaster. You sense the strong magical aura again! It is emitting from him. You try to free yourself, but cannot.

The three cloaked women from before stand around the stone altar, preparing the candles, feathers, bones, crystals, and a cup of blood for the magical ritual. On the altar, you can see a book that seems to be bound in human skin and ornate with jewels. All of this looks like a demon summoning ritual. Some other cultists grab you from behind and untie you from the three. They proceed to tear your clothes until you are fully naked. (Get naked)

The necromancer steps in front of you, and you can see his red and dark eyes, a sign of corruption by dark magic. His staff begins to glow. Necromancer:"A strong specimen. He will do well for our ritual. Bring him to the second altar." The cultists grab your arms and lead you to the center of the clearing.