"We are the Storm."

These are the words spoken by the Psychoblast as they entered the land of Aeon. Granted, they're illegible in the title thingy there. Thumbnail thing. Whoops. Ah well.

Likewise, these words are spoken again as that cute little character guides the heroes through the "restored Hallowbright". As he comes to the distorted edge of this illusion, he turns around, backed by the horrible faces of the Psychoblast. The world melts around the protagonists, a blood red sky illuminating an otherwise featureless landscape: the border between Psychoblast and Timeblank. He watches the victims of his illusion; his trick.

"We are Psychoblast. We are the Storm."

So now this hellish army has surrounded the greatest warriors of the Moondancer, Sidewinder, Hopeseeker, and Skybound regions. They have led the heroes into a trap, and now their elimination is imminent. The unfortunate truth is that the remnants of the sweet little Hallowbright fairies have given in to the Psychoblast... Another thing that the Psychoblast rub into the Skybound's faces is the fact that they hardly know their own friends, let alone their allies. They refer to the Hallowbright, of course, rather than the new allies.

This is a short kind of ominous cut-scene or revelation tune. It leads to quite a battle. Both forces are even matched, showing that the best of the best has grown stronger. Seeing no end to this, the right-hand guardian of the Overlord of Psychoblast decides to play a tricky card. Summoning what power he can, he sends the heroes to the land of Aeon. Noting their power in numbers, he splits the groups up. The Hopeseekers are sent to the corrupted lands of summer. The Sidewinders are spit out in the cold winter lands. The Moondancers are dropped into autumn. Finally, the Skybound are stranded in spring...

All that hard work, and now they're separated. This is where the storyline deviates from the original plot a little bit.