I felt invincible, almost untouchable so high in the sky. With my inhuman powers, I believed I'd never fall to any army, certainly not to my own Anderland subjects. Sadly, even the sharpest swords of ice eventually shatter, much like frozen hearts. Imprisoned in my own family's castle, Prince Helmar of Germana stood in control of the kingdom. Holding my dying sister hostage, he knew our heritage would die with us. Of course, he'd have to execute us both first, and we had no intention of going down without a fight.