Elusive wizards cast their spells, hiding in the shadows, their face is obscured. One cannot oppose to that cannot be seen, but can become invisible. Embers float in the misty air, dawning sun casts a shadow of dark cloaked figures, looking down, on mass graves hollow. Deep underground lies a cloak, which enchantment is beyond all time. Transcend all evil to find it, true value is not measured in gold.