Parting from the crimson sheen,
Yellow curtain showing green,
Purple hanging in the fog.
What is it that you see wrong?
Ask the conundrum,
Place the riddle,
See the enigma as it whole...
Choose the Light or the Dark
Make no fault,
It is not hard,
Show it as right or wrong.
*A great fog erupts from the room, impenetrable power eminates from it. This force so ancient and powerful could be the end to twenty men such as Mazzak. but will it be?*