PUZZLE PIECE 45
RYDER — VILLAINOUS HERO
Who am I, you ask?
Am I a liar, perhaps?
Who do you believe?
A demon, or a human?
Some questions and an answer.
Ryder held the Golden Healer in his grasp. His eyes blazed with an unprecedented evil, as the stone blazed a force field of power which whirled and danced around him.
“Mist and Stone. Gold and dark. Alter the properties of the stone. Your power is not to heal. It is to attack, to magnify pain and suffering with each passing moment.” He chanted these words, calling upon the power of the mighty sun from the Golden Healer to make him all-powerful, to spare no kindness, to wreak havoc and mayhem.
“Poor Amelina. What am I to do with you?” he said, chuckling. His eyes blazed like twin fires of hell. He reached out towards the chaotic dem
