The summer breeze was cool, but it did nothing to soothe the thunder roaring in Kiba Kyogi Kagimi’s soul. He looked up at the endless night sky, fire burning in his eyes. "The wind cannot blow eternally," Kiba murmured, his voice cutting through the rustle of the leaves. "When the time comes that it stops... what will you do?" Standing just a few paces away, Zed shifted uncomfortably, clutching an ancient, moss-covered amulet. "Dumas... will this really help me control spirits?"