Image Description: Arching and swirling, almost water-like, in shades of blues, purples, and reds up from green foliage into a yellow sky are high karst cliffs and mountains. Pouring down from one of the mountains is a fall of dark veiny blood and gore -- and within that gore is a very small figure, that of Tarach Yasaqtann in their fur mantle, having thrown their weapon to the ground and buried their head in their hands, a split-circle halo behind them as they lament the bleeding of the land's memory out around them. End ID.