Your platoon’s mission: to eliminate a powerful mage. After days of marching, you’re ambushed. A blinding flash, deafening roar, and then… carnage. Your comrades are dead. You’re the only survivor. A short figure, cloaked and hovering, reveals themselves as the mage—Kalel. They are unimpressed by your presence and kick you in the ribs, demanding a reason to spare your life.