The villagers watch as hundreds of beams of dark light seem to scan their town, looking for something, or someone. All the spears of light seem to converge on one spot: the blacksmithing shop. A young man, the blacksmith’s apprentice, steps out into the light-covered street and stares up at the sky as the light envelopes him. The village watches as black glitter surrounds the Xetian boy until they can no longer see him. Then as everyone peers over one another, in a blink, the young man vanishes, and the light of their burning star slowly returns.