"Zarok.." a grown and age immortal, yet gorgeous Astral Witch said.

"Remember me, if I'm ever killed." She said.

Zarok turned scared at her words.

"The people of Gallowmere want my head for my craft, thinking its as bad or worse than Dark Magicks. I will only want you to promise me this." She said as she continued to talk into the crystal ball from her castle to Zarok's castle.

"What is it?" Zarok asked scared as he gripped his staff.

"Always promise to love me, and my reincarnation...." she said.

"I-"

A door busting down was heard.

"SEZE HER!" The head guard yelled.

The woman was tackled to the ground by another guard.

The crystal ball was shattered and the connection was lost.

Hot tears, flooded Zarok's eyes.

A snarl came on his face as his tears fell.

"DAMNIT!" He yelled as he hit his crystal ball with his staff.

Shattering it into a million pieces.

He buried his face into his free hand.

Sobbing softly.

"I promise Hyria." Zarok said.

"I will find your reincarnation and love her as much as you......."