Darko looked at Hal. It was true that the Father of the Gods would not meddle with the affairs of his children. He could only sigh and nod. "This is true. And even though we haven't gotten along since the clash. I see no reason why we can't work together again. If what you speak of is true. The Forsaken Army is once again about to be freed and a war is to start again from an unknown enemy. The Forsaken followed one command though and for the Death of me I can't even remember anything about him." There was a faint smell of a dying rose in the air and Darko turned his attention to the shadows where The Scream Rose stepped in. "My lord Darko, your champion has reached the underworld. Shall I tell her you will be back soon." Darko nodded and turned back to Hal and sighed "only one would know why we can't remember and unfortunately he plays games and makes riddles of the problem. We'll brother I must go." He summoned his nightmares and touched all but 1. Each given a order. "Hal. Brother. We must gather our full strength. I suggest a champion for yourself. This threat is big. And we shall need to deal with it. Together. No more enemies among gods. The sacred mountain has always been a peaceful place I'm pretty sure we can come here again." With that darko mounted the last dark horse and road off to the underworld, to his citadel.[@Master Crim]

Now back in the underworld The torches that were held high in the Dark castle of the underworld lit with a evil flame. Darko walked into the dark citadel and noticed the Werewolf with his goddess and looked around and pondered. Darko walked up the bone like steps of his throne and sat on his throne. And waited for his champion.[@Wraithblade6]