---Selkah---

The boy in the peasant's clothing swam with the river, and slipped out of it once he was near enough to his destination.

"So, this is the Temple of Illusion."

He stepped out, crouching low to the ground, and walked inside.

Inside, he found that the door suddenly slammed shut, and wouldn't open again. In front of him, Selkah could see a human-sized figure wearing odd ninja-esque clothing.

Selkah could feel the raw, untamed energy rolling off of this armor, and the special gloves it wore. He walked up to the manikin, and stripped off the armor, putting it on over his own clothing.

He strapped on the two-toed boots, and pulled the gloves off, putting them on his hands. The armor and clothing fit him perfectly.

As soon as the gloves were on, a booming voice announced:

"See the last of the Yakitoh lineage wear the armor of his ancestors; with this last hardship, he will become the Elemental of the Illusion- his path is his own, whether it be along the fields of Good or ridges of Evil."

An armoured being appeared, smoke pouring out of the numerous cracks in it's armor.

Selkah scrambled away as the Smoke Knight drew it's sword.

"How do these work?!"

He waved the gloves around, pointing them at the Knight. He squeezed his hands into fists, and two knives shot out of the gloves, stabbing the Knight through it's transparent throat, and seemingly killing it.

The door opened, and Selkah stepped back out.

"And so it is done. He is the Elemental of Illusion."


---Tela---

She picked up the green bow, and the arrows in her quiver changed into golden arrows.

"Huh?"

A figure made of wind came out of no where, riding a horse. It shot an arrow at Tela, and she narrowly dodged it, returning fire with a golden arrow. It pierced the figure through the heart, and the arrow disappeared, only to reappear in Tela's quiver.

"And so the last of the Isdeuo lineage becomes the Wind Elemental."

Tela could feel a surge in power through her body, and the door to the Wind Temple opened. She stepped out into the growing dark, to have spears and bows pointed at her.

"There you are, girl. The Prince wants to see you."