Shadow: Centaurus traveled all over the continent searching for his destiny, but he had no idea what his destiny held. I knew, but he didn’t. His travels had taken him far, but his tension drove him to places he could never dream of. He had become disgruntled and reckless. I knew that everything would end in disaster.

Summoner: Hmm, me as an adversary? Let’s get something straight here. I was a test of his endurance. I enslaved the people of the land and made their minds into puppets to see what a hero could do. But I had no grudge against him or his friends. I was just an obstacle to see what he was made of. He shot me in the arse, so I knew he was made of some tough nails. But, the ones who put me in his path were out for greater blood. They were the ones who wanted to end his everything. I only meant to see if he could stand up against them.

Shadow: They crossed the path of the Gohrahn leader and his supposed centaur prisoner. As it turned out, a nasty game had been played. But I knew who was pulling the strings. It was all about global domination. The missing centaur was not innocent. Anything that got in his way would have to fall. No matter who or what would become the victim. Centaurus had entered the harshest trap of his life. The revelation of who he was and where he came from was too much for him to handle. He dropped his guard.