Chesza was a dragon of the Onyx Flight, she loathed Azon with a passion. The only thing he ever did right was bring that human from the future. He was mangled, but not to the point that she could make out a glimmer of the man he used to be. "You there, state your name!" she said with an authoritative voice. "Temarus" he replied. It was obviously an alias, and a poor one at that, but she took pity on him. "This way, if you're going to become a knight, you'll need to train" she motioned to an old man "Father, you have a new pupil, try not to fail this one…". As she took her leave, she couldn't help but feel different about this one. It was love, of that there could be no doubt, but it was not meant to be. On the day he completed his training, he was given a job to guard the youngest daughter of a powerful merchant. Almost 20 years would pass before she heard from him again, a letter was delivered to her, the penmanship frantic and barely legible. It said "I've failed my charge… It was Algol, not much longer till the Soul swords take control again. Kill me if you see me!" and so she set out at once to find the human who took her heart and free him from the power of the blades…even if it meant having to kill him.