Forseekin' abandoned to the dark, what choice but to follow the flame? The fire to tear down the old wings, burning away all fear, doubt and weakness. Nothing remains but power and ambition. This roaring fire will always demand more, more fluid, more sacrifice. Fear's his heat to forge the hardest steam. Destiny rising from within the crucible. To seize the world with this fire is to seat. Burn first. The fire to tear down the old wings, burning away all fear, doubt and weakness.