Page 13 - Book of Ancient Stars, Litria's Note Section

What I faced next was alien. I stood in an empty room, black mist

covering the floor all over. The grey, hooded figure grew in size and

sprouted additional arms.

The creature was dressed nicely, sporting Xerena’s wings and diadem, and

a crown of blades. Its horns were similar to what I have now, and its eyes

green and round like Sentry’s. It never looked away from me.

The four arms held each a different artefact:

Sentry’s Great Axe, identical in shape and having the eye in the middle,

but it seemed corrupt.

Xerena’s magnificent shield, again corrupted somehow.

Jane’s bow, but bigger and uglier than her proper compact one.

And finally, an orb of what seemed to be pure shadow. That was my thing.

It stole my thing. I was angry. I am angry. No one steals my fucking

magic.