Songs of War: The 5th Song... Is A Person?!

Rise

Riza woke up in her old room on Mount Velgrin. There were guards wandering around the labyrinth and Ingressus watching over her. As she sat up, she heard a soft clinking sound and discovered it was from chains attached from her wrists and ankles to the wall behind her. Her dark purple hair was down and she was in human form, but she could tell Ingressus had restored her Voltaris colors.

He smiled down at her from where he was sitting and said, "Good morning. Or afternoon, I should say."

Riza was torn between hugging him or hating him for what he did to Achillean. She opted to stay silent, her eyes dull.

"I heard from the other Voltaris that you had been hiding yourself in here for quite a while now," he chuckled. "Smart, but the defenses were weak."

"Well, that may be because I hadn't restored them in about a century," she snapped. "What are you doing here and what do you want with me?"

"Straight to the point as always. I want you to help me recover the Prime Songs. I will use them to defeat the Nether and return them to the other clans."

"Make that deal to them yourself," she retorted, knowing full well what he wanted. "Just leave me alone."

"Oh, I will," he smirked. "After I get what I want."

He saw her hesitation and capitalized on it. "I'll give you anything you want if you help me," he offered.

"What I want," she began, "Is for Achillean to be alive. For you to give up on this stupid dream before you destroy us all... and to give me some privacy."

"Tell you what," he started with a grin on his face. "Achillean is alive. He is living and breathing and must have walked through the portal after me." He noted her look of surprise. "And I'll give up on the Prime Songs," he added. "After I have held and used them all at least once. And I'll give you your privacy that you want. You can have this area that the labyrinth is in. On the condition that I'll take the Voltaris away from here to live above you." He pointed up, where there was rock above them.

Riza narrowed her eyes as the mountain shook. The chains on her fell apart into dust as the peak of the mountain above them collapsed, then the large pieces of rock began to form new things. A fireplace and living quarters with a colored red glass floor. A meeting room to discuss strategy and a spiral staircase leading down to her floor. She turned to Ingressus.

"Does this satisfy you?" she asked. Ha, she thought. Little does he know the floor is one-way. I can see up but they can't see down. He nodded thoughtfully. "I will help you and fight. But I will kill no Ardoni. And no innocent civilians."

"What will you be doing here?" he asked.

"You'll see," she replied. She waved her hand and a floating camera appeared, as well as a small, box television above them.