It has been seven years since the last priestess of light sacrificed herself in order to exile the Dark army into the Void. Xar, where Spirit power users live, and Vichattan, where Nature magic users reside, are living in peace. But now Dark has managed to break free from the Void. Unleashing the dark curse upon Xar and Vichattan's supreme leaders, Dark begins its return to earth. Having lost the power of Light, Xar and Vichattan seems trapped in a dire situation. In the midst of the chaos, Light reveals its heirs, four teenagers aged twelve and thirteen: Antessa, granddaughter of the Temple of Xar's Grand Abbess; Dalrin, son of a Ka-Xar commander; Gerome, son of Vichattan's previous leaders; and Kara, daughter of Vichattan's deceased leaders. To resurrect the power of Light, the four of them must retrace the route taken by the first heir. Only then would Xar and Vichattan have a chance of winning against Dark and saving their leaders, before the dark curse consumes them and a terrible fate befalls the world.

In the middle of the unfamiliar place, a whisper reached Kara's ears. "Kara," it called out. The voice belonged to neither Antessa nor Petra, but to a far older, unknown woman. "Who are you?" Kara thought. "It's me, Kara. Lisbet." Kara wasn't sure she had actually heard the voice. It might be a hallucination. However, she wasn't the only one who heard the voice; Antessa sensed it too. "Where are we, Lisbet?" Kara asked. "You both are on a large plate. A different plate from the one inhabited by the others." Instead of clearing things up, Lisbet's reply confused Kara and Antessa even more. \\\* The Temple of Darkness' army was advancing. Xar, Vichattan, and the Temple of Light were at a loss on how to stop the dark army's growing powers. The situation grew more critical when the dark fay's powers destroyed those of the fays fighting on the side of Light, and the four heirs to Light became scattered. When attacks from Khalash and his commanders increase, the elemental and Xar's powers also began to fade. Driven into a corner, the warriors of Light put their hopes on a madwoman and ancient books protected by deadly sorcery. However, when help seems forthcoming, it doesn't last long, as no one has guessed Dark's true plans.

"Light..." Antessa's voice trailed away. Niteo was right. The sparkles didn't come from the Light they were accustomed to. Antessa couldn't sense this light, and neither could she embrace and control it. "Niteo... you were right! That light... What is it, Niteo?" "I don't know, Antessa. Not in the slightest." Doubt and anxiety crept into Antessa's heart. "What is it, Niteo? What is that light?" \\\* The Temple of Darkness has been resurrected. However, as Xar has been imbued with light, Xar and Vichattan no longer consider the rise of dark powers as a grave threat. Especially after the Prime Crystal, too, is imbued with light. The real threat comes from a light that is not Light; it comes with the fall of cold, white beads of light. A threat that overturns logical thoughts the world over. Will Dark reign once more? What will become of the heirs to Light, and what is in fact happening in Xar and Vichattan? Find the answers in the final book of the Heirs to Light series: The Four Bodies of Statera.