The world was in peril. Little life had been left for any survivors, which made life very hard. Little food, and dried up water holes were all that was left. Nahite was dazed from the blast. Thankfully he created a telekinetic barrier around himself before hand. "Am I the only one left?" he wondered. "I guess i'd better get moving in case something else happens." Nahite had walked, and hovered for days looking for a safe place. Hunting was all that he could do to find food. Nahite decided to set up a camp with what little supplies he had in his backpack. Little did he know that the town of Torens was a days walk away.