The white-winged maiden did not receive a warm welcome from the denizens of Hades. Though Lysac raced to her side as fast as he could, he did not arrive in time. [I'm so happy I got to see you one last time...] she whispered as she lay dying in his arms. An angelic smile spread across her face, and she drew her last breath. Overcome by irrepressible grief and rage, Lysac swore in his heart that he would visit vengeance upon those who had robbed him of his love.