The legends of the past unfold in the present.
The forgotten Prince stands again before his foes.
Stirring horn blasts rose from the melody, and amid cheers from innumerable Phantoms, a faint yet exuberant singing voice resonated from behind the curtains.
That is...
Huai Shi's pupils constricted, followed quickly by the Prince's recitation.
"To be, or not to be: that is the question..."
Uttering the immortal lines of the ages, the Prince raised his Sword Blade, as if gripping his very Fate within that poignant and exalted song.
The prince of legend, the Knight of lore, now stood before Huai Shi.
A glorious Halo rose from his head. Its radiant light crystallized upon his Sword Blade. With a neigh from the White Horse, a pair of massive wings unfurled from its back, stirring the air, whipping up a hurricane, and soaring into the sky.
"A Pegasus?"
