"The Gods will awaken on the day the Great Old Ones return. Irina, you've got to find the place where the gods sleep, and wake them up to defend the Norland Continent again," the elven queen said.
"The place where the gods sleep?" Irina frowned.
"Yes. In the Book of the Queen that is passed down through generations of elves, there is a vague record about the sleeping gods. After the War of the Gods, the Great Old Ones were sealed all over the continent, and the gods went into a deep sleep, waiting to be awakened again."
"Where are they sleeping?"
"There are no actual records. It was only said that the Goddess of Life was sleeping in the Tear of the Moon."
"Tear of the Moon?" Irina frowned. She was sure that there was no such place in the Wind Forest.
"Irina, I can't leave here yet. The fate of the elves is now in your hands. You have to stop Helena. Don't let her lead the elves into an abyss…" The elven queen's voice gradually got weaker until it finally disappeared.
