The steam began to dissipate and I saw the silhouettes of several demons. They were immediately defeated by my spells. It was only a matter of minutes to finish the others. The dark Lord was not in the clearing, apparently bored with the battle and teleported back. How am I ever going to fulfill the last wish of his beloved? After all, if these spells fall into the hands of the Dark, we will have little chance to survive the war. Focusing all my attention on the images of books that I had seen many times over the past month, I tried to establish a mental connection. As soon as I felt it work, I called fire, destroying the ancient folios. All this knowledge is now lost to us, but the enemy will not get it.