As the trio approached the island, they got a clearer view of it. The island wasn't like any they've seen before, tall mushrooms replaced the trees, thick clouds of spores covered the entire island and strange looking birds flew about.
"Ah, I guess it's time to wear them again." Rythian heads down to the cargo hold.
"Wear what again?" Zoey raised an eyebrow.
Rythian was back on the weather deck holding a couple of gas masks in his hand.
"What are these for?" Zoey takes one of the masks and begins examining them.
"Gas masks, we don't know if the spores those things release are poisonous." Rythian anchors the ship to the island.
"Gotcha, so, why doesn't Tee get one?"
"Tee's here to guard the ship, besides, the masks don't fit him. Now strap your mask on."
Rythian hops off the ship and lands hard on the ground creating a mushy sound as he land on the grey fungus that replaced the green grass that grows on most islands. Zoey hesitates at first but jumps when Rythian reached out to catch her.
"Ewww......So soft and squishy." Zoey shudders. And she was right, each step she takes makes a really disgusting sound...
"Now that we're here, what did you want to get Zoey?" Rythians says as he examines the strange vegetation.
"Um....Everything!" Zoey giggles.
"Oh Zoey...you know we can't do that."
"Fine, let's just explore the island until I find something I really want."
The two entered the lust fungus forest with Rythian leading the way as he cuts through with a magic spell and Zoey stuffing and collecting whatever caught her attention.
As they travelled deeper into the fungal forest. They came out to a clearing, in the middle of the clearing, there was a strange looking table that was cracked into two. Zoey noticed the strange purple markings engraved on the sides of it, and what frightens her was, the marks were completely identical to what Rythian's cape and flag had.
"Rythian, can we go now, I'm scared..." She grabs hold of Rythian's shoulder.
There was an eerie atmosphere that enveloped the area sending a chill up Zoey's spine.
"Rythian, are you even listening? Rythian!" Her voice fell on deaf ears.
Rythian was trapped in a deep trance as several flashbacks ushered before him. He began understanding what had happened to him in the past and why he felt there was a huge hole in his memory. Deep in his flashback, he found himself tied up on the table, struggling and thrashing his limbs about, with several tall, black creatures with long, slender legs and arms. One approached him with a dart-like object, filled with a purple substance that cast an eerie glow, and stabbed it into his neck. Moments later, excruciating pain suddenly surged through his body and purple marks began forming and covering the lower part of his face.
The dark creatures suddenly dashed away from him and disappeared into the forest leaving just one.
After a minute, pain was replaced by a sudden surge of strength and magic awareness. He could feel it, he began pulling away from the shackles he had been restrained in and he let out an ear-piercing scream and finally break out cracking the table into two.
The dark one took steps towards him and formed a jet black fireball which knocked Rythian out cold.
The moment he was hit by it, he was kicked out of the trance only to find himself on the ground with a screaming Zoey shaking him by his shoulders and with a purple pillar of light. He felt weak, like as if the place had drained him of his powers.
