- Ghor'ash remembered the first time he had seen Her. He was young, frail and lonely and She was here : pale skinned and white haired under the moonlight. Beautiful, protective and.. deadly. She had saved his life for the first time.
Since then, Metzli had always been there for him, in the best and the worst. He owed Her his life, his strengh, his will.
After all these years, he never asked why. He didn't need to know Her reasons. All he knew was that he would give his life for Her. -