I witnessed Braham's transformation with my own eyes; he conferred with Raven, Bear, Wolf, and Snow Leopard, who instructed him to make his way into the heart of the volcano. Had he not been protected with their magic, he would have burst into flames instantly. They placed their trust and confidence in the young norn, who was now ready to truly become the Norn of Prophecy as had been foretold. It would take their combined strength to not only keep him shielded from physical harm, but also protect him from the mental assault that only an Elder Dragon could mount against a mortal. He journeyed downward into the hottest part of the volcano, conferring with the Spirits as he went. At the bottom, he faced a gigantic destroyer that threatened to end his journey then and there. But he prevailed, then turning to the Spirits for final guidance. They shared their intentions with him: Wolf would unite them, Snow Leopard would direct the dragon's hunger toward its sibling, Raven would provide clarity in Primordus's judgment to recognize its true enemy (as Jormag already was), and Bear would provide ferocity and fortitude to protect the Spirits from being consumed by the dragon's rage. With that, Braham offered himself as the fire dragon's new champion. One of intellect, fortitude, and ferocity. It would take all of his will—and that of the Spirits—to retain even a shred of his self such that he could complete his mission, even if it meant his untimely death. I don't know if his plan will work, or if my friend is lost forever. If we lose him to the fire dragon—to this war—it can't be in vain.