Having successfully requested a landing on one of the orbits of Alpha Centauri, the adventure hunters set a course for the Smoring Valley. This friendly people had been under the yoke of the invaders for many years, until the rebel movement was led by their Queen – the guardian of the elements.

Skirting the dunes with the rusted remains of launch vehicles, the whirlwinds of a psychokinetic storm and radioactive swamps, the exhausting road ran to the foot of the lighthouse.

– It's not safe to come around here right now, but I know what you're looking for. Follow the tides of the Green Moon.

«Not this one...», – Spacelunch realized how high a price he would have to pay for the Seer amulet.