After dispatching his current foes, the Black ring alerts Cerdian to sources of love, fear, hope and compassion.
He whispers and turns to find himself face to face with his parents.
"Father? Mother?" Cerdian asks, his voice small and pitiful, the way it was when he was little and terrified because he'd forgotten his way home.
"What's...what's happening?" he asks.
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