He was not in the same place of his sleep. He looked around and saw that he was most definitly in a deep forest full of dark green trees and the forest floor was covered in a soft brown pine. What had happened to him? Why was he here of such places?

But that question was soon answered, when a dark shadow moved over him. He got up from the forest floor, ready to fight for his life if the need arouse.

"Who are you?" He asked of the figure. "I will ask the questions that need answering the women's voise spoke. Her voice was strong and deep. A chill fell though the air and he felt the air thicken fast, like a dust-cloud left behind by a stampede of horses, on a dusty track.

"Why do you come to this forest. I summoned forth a man that would fight to the death and have the strenght of four large bulls. I was expecting something in return." He looked at the women in the black clock.

"I am someone who fights my way though life. But as you can see I am not the size or strength of four bulls." With that he looked around and dusted himself off.

"Then we will have to teach you some magic tricks." She stated. He was almost taken aback by the whole deal.

"I have no magic abilities." He said, hoping to be sent back from where he came.

"We will fix that soon enough." The women's voice was dusturbing in the least. With that as a final word, she raised her hand up towards the sky and summoned forth two winged horses. The largest he had ever seen. And they could fly!