Popo was flying trough the warp for about one minute, and then he suddenly appeared at the middle of huge black room, covered by shadows and huge walls and columns. "Whe-...Where am I?" said Popo confused, looking all over himself. "You're where you belong, Warrior!" said hollow voice, coming from the shadows behind Popo. He turned around, noticing black figure covered by shadows standing there, with crossed arms. As Popo could see, that figure had long hair, black robe and burned face. It was kinda creature made out of lava, from Popo's prospective. "How you mean, I belong here?" asked Popo confused, looking at that figure. Figure began walking slowly towards him, laughing with hollow voice. Popo attempted to draw his sword shouting: "Not a mo-...!" but then he noticed that there was no sword on his back. "Oh, you're attempting to draw my dear Blazer?" asked the figure, still keeping his gaze at Popo. "Your de-.... Blazer!!" Popo started shouting, looking at the figure with his arms placed as a protection, standing in defense stance. "Blazer is mine, it was always mine. But you haven't noticed that, young Popo..."...