Lore, en la historias de Bloom confirmaron que Wanderer ya no tiene chispa, Ral fue por su ayuda y no pudo acompañarlo. "I cannot help you." She stood on a bridge in a well-tended garden, white hair brushing her golden armor, face hidden by her wide-brimmed hat. A breeze shook the branches of a nearby tree, sending a shower of flower petals drifting through the sun-kissed air. "Can't, or won't?" Ral asked. "I can no longer walk the planes. My spark is gone."
