Beyond the brink, there is a hero disgraced, a land now glut on the terrible light that so issues forth from the Warrior of Darkness, the Warrior of Light. It seethes, scorches, he falls, he falls o' so far - the higher your seat is in the sky the further you have to drop, after all. At the bottom, he sits with a friend, who was an enemy, now a friend once more in their mutual ruin.