A beam of light shot from above onto the simple round wooden table that Saphrina stood at. Three others were with her. Asheran, Gladena, and Catrisa. Her three apprentices, her three hopes for the rise of the shadows. Each persons face was covered in darkness and hooded but Saphrina stood in the beam of light. Dragging her cigarette she watched the smoke rise out of the ceiling and murmured "The time has come... Once again. For us to attempt to bring about the fall of the Light and its minions." Catrisa and Gladena nodded grimly eying Saphrina whom was now in thought.