My name is Arielle. I'm the one who doesn't like people who can't fit in. Even when I'm one of them. In Dorilantz the conflict between the EC and Invaders isn't a circular rigmarole between similar factions. It's war. War on my village and my family, in particular. Which turns into a war on me. You think I'm being angsty, don't you? It can't be that bad, you say. I'm exaggerating. But after a masked leader of the Invaders kidnaps you...