"Very good," Tempest Mistral said. "I was indeed called the Oracle. I earned the title in addition to that of the Guardian upon my first vision—the Vision of Unity. It was this vision that brought me fame and gave me a reputation throughout the nine worlds and all groups who knew my name. However, it was this vision that gave me my curse: I was to carry out the Vision of Unity. Until I did, I would not have peace and all I loved would be lost." She made a slashing motion in the air with her hand. "So, with that curse, came a second: my soul would rebound upon my death, returned to youth and made to continue living. Because of this, I have seen civilizations rise and fall, kings become corrupt, emperors lose their minds, countries rise from nothing." Her eyes landed distinctly on me and Brookelynn, then Axel further away, and I felt my chest swell with pride. Suddenly her voice took on a darker edge. "But, if you thought my perilous curses ended there, you are mistaken.