(In a mysterious cave - once home to several Gore Magala...) Wisp: "Shade, HOW did this so-called 'demondrug' end up on my bed?!" Shade: "...I don't know." Wisp: "Of course you don't know! We've been living in this cave EVER SINCE technology came here, and you STILL don't know what I'm talking about?!" (As Wisp and Shade continue to argue, the rest of the Mana Spirits - except Dyrad for some unknown reason - watch on in confusion.) Salamander: "Do they always argue like that, Jinn?" Jinn: "Unfortunately, yes. Wisp and Shade have always been the quarrelsome ones. It's like they were born to argue with each other." Luna: "It's rather entertaining to watch though, isn't it? I've never seen such animated arguments before." Gnome: "Well, I don't find it entertaining at all. It's disruptive and takes away from the peace and tranquility we mana spirits seek." Undine: "Gnome, you're always so serious. Lighten up a little. Sometimes a little chaos is good for the soul." Gnome: "Chaos? I beg to differ, Undine. Order and harmony are what nourishes our spirits. Chaos only disrupts and breeds anxiety." (Just then, Dyrad's screams of pain coming from her chamber startle everyone.) Wisp: "What in the name of mana is happening to Dyrad?!" Shade: "We need to go check on her immediately!" (The mana spirits rush towards Dyrad's chamber, worried expressions etched on their ethereal faces. As they enter, they find Dyrad writhing in pain on the ground, her arms covering her belly.) Salamander: "Dyrad, what's wrong? Can you hear us?" Luna: "Is she in danger? We need to do something!" Jinn: "Hold on, let me see if I can communicate with her. Dyrad, can you understand me? What's happening?" Dyrad: (groaning in pain) "It's...it's coming..." (Dryad screams in pain again.)