Emilia is at the top of the ladder leading into the bunker. The other side of the palace has repeated gunfire.

"Kasdeya, can you hear me?"

A voice echoes through her skull.
"It's too far for us to talk properly. I'm still on Earth. Get out of that area, run north. Run until the land is desolate, and the wind is dry."

"As you wish, Master."

Emilia runs out to find the desert.

When she arrives, there is a massive, unnatural storm on the horizon.
The voice echoes again, barely a whisper, strained by distance.
"That storm is me. The place you stand now is not Eldora. I am twisting it into my world."
Behind Emilia, there is a large mountain in the distance.
"That mountain is where I will become the ruler of both worlds. The storm will reach the mountain in three weeks. On the mountain, there is a castle. It has special defences that could stop us, as they walk in the light. I need you to walk into the storm, and I will throw you through the sky to that mountain. Once there, you need to stay low profile. I need you to infiltrate the leaders. You cannot use your new gifts there, or they will kill you."
The storm seems to beckon.
"You have your instructions, my dear."

"Of course, my Kasdeya."

Emilia walks into the storm.

The storm surges, and Emilia is filled with raging energy as she is lifted into the air. It charges within her, then explodes in release. She blacks out.
When she awakes, she is alongside a paved road leading to a large gate. The gate is at the foot of the mountain. It seems to block a path that leads up the mountain to the city at the top.

She goes up and checks out the gate.

There is guard just next to it, and he approaches Emilia.
"Didn't see you there, love. Are you looking for something in particular?"

"Yes." Emilia smiles sweetly. "I saw this castle in the distance and just had to have a look at it. Would I be able to take a closer look?"

"Certainly. I'll have my co-worker open the gate."
He turns around and speaks through a small opening in the gate, not wide enough to go through, but enough to hear and speak on either side.
"This young lass fancies a peek at the castle. Open up an' let her through."

Emilia walks through the gate.

There is a long path that winds around and up the mountain. There is a long line of pilgrims walking up.

Emilia walks up to the back of the line of the pilgrims and walks with them.

The crowd walks onward slowly, until they finally reach the top, where a man in a golden robe greets them one by one. He emanates light and pureness. Emilia feels the darkness within her struggling to maintain it's grip on her soul. The robed man stops her when she tries to continue through, and the light intensifies.

"Yes? What is it?"

He looks into her eyes, searching for something there. The light grows almost unbearably light. He finally lets her go, satisfied with his search. The light returns to minimum levels.
"Nothing, you're free to enter."

Emilia walks into the castle.

The inside is massive, a cavernous space crowded with pilgrims and a few robed people of light. The crowd bustles toward a large pair of doors. The robed people guide them, some holding staffs.

Emilia walks with the group towards the doors.

They open into a massive city half inside the mountain. The houses go on for several miles, providing a spectacular perspective at just how big the mountain is. Pilgrims move through into the city, guided by the robed people.

Emilia continues to follow the pilgrims.

They disperse throughout the city, and soon she is without anyone to follow. She is in a main street, with shops and vendors down the sides, and children play in the alleys.

Emilia walks over to one of the shop vendors to see what they have to sell.

An eager young lady stands among assorted rugs and fabrics. Upon noticing Emilia, she darts over to her.
"Ah I see a pretty young lady like yourself might want to make herself even more prettier, if that was possible of course! Why don't you have a look at this new range of silks we just had delivered, they are of the finest quality you will ever find I swear on my life!" She talks fast and lathers the flattery, a saleswoman with experience.