A girl in a white dress floated silently down the deserted hallway. She brushed the hair out of her shining blue eyes so that she could see better in the darkness. At the end of the corridor, a woman in white with a glowing wand in her right hand stood waiting.
"Helba..." the girl said softly. "Is it time already?"
"Yes," said the woman to the girl. "You must select heroes once again. The Eight phases fell to the blades of Kite and Blackrose, but they are not gone for good. I can feel their presence stirring. There is a dark force arising, and its name is Skeith."
Yeah, it's short. Oh, well.