Watching the battered Swordfish Dragon flee in panic into the white mist, Syflin fell into thought.0

This was already the fourth Knowledge Creature she had come across tonight. Normally, her nightly excursions in the Virtual World would yield only a single special event. Most of the time, she drifted aimlessly across the boundless Sea of Knowledge, swallowed by impenetrable white mist. Were it not for some strange twist of fate, encounters on this vast sea would have been all but impossible.0

Yet tonight had been different. She had faced four Knowledge Creatures in quick succession.  She wondered if it could be their breeding season, driving them to gather in some kind of frenzied cluster.0

Nevertheless, deep down, Syflin had a vague idea why these encounters kept happening.0

Syflin shifted back into her tiny bat form and...0