I didn't ask to be part of a prophecy and I certainly didn't ask to be held captive by zealots. They may call me a savior, but they treat me like a sacrifice they're waiting to make to the gods. Not much of a sacrifice given what they think of me. My only saving grace is that I don't have to face the dangers alone. This time I have an ally in the form of a knight from Britannia City-London Hayes. Unfortunately, nobody knows where we are or...