"Every few millennia, there is a reckoning. A challenge if you like; set out by what on Earth you call the old gods. It is a time when champions from across the known Universe are called to face challenges and the winner's side, will hold sway, so to speak until the next champions match. Dark, Light, or Shadow striving for the upper hand. You, I believe, as a side game. A Cosmic Pawn would indeed put the cat amongst the pigeons." Those words, still rang in her ears as she headed for the next challenge. She was almost halfway through and each one had been harder than the last. Aznar and Jenni were always there between them, to aid her and to give the next clue. Then she was flung into wherever the challenge was. To win, and hopefully, yes, survive. This time was different. They had been afraid for her. The mention of The Plains of Zenorthar had sent a cold chill through all; that was only part of this challenge. She had to deliver Lilith's gift and the Dark Lords, the Old Empire would do anything to stop her. Can she get help from the Resistance? She isn't even sure where she is going, only that she has to succeed so she can have a chance to go home