"Please little girl, go get the elder who was here the first time I came. Tell him I returned to help, before I die. My power and this world, they are not compatible."
"You came to help us Klaeb? You will be of no use to us if the simplest thing as this is enough to bring you to your knees. On the brink of death no less. how dramatic."
"Don't mock me little girl, I defeated Gollus and Melaidin with ease, I am strong now."
"Compared to Shaeg, they are nothing. You must be stronger if you hope to defeat him. And you cannot be stronger if you do not first overcome this obstacle."
"But how? Tell me, please, if you know. I don't want to die, not when I have so much to live for still."
"And we didn't want to be cast away from our home, but we were." Her voice was full of anger. "So tell me saviour, is this how a hero acts? Do you just give up at the first sign of difficulty? If so, you are no saviour at all, and we'll be better off when you're dead."
It was a cold hard slap in the face, and Klaeb was in no mood for that from a little girl. "Do not speak to me like that little girl, I am your savious, and I will be spoken to with respect." He glared at her, his blood coursing through his body furiously. He actually felt good again, but this did nt register on him. He was really angry now. And he jumped to his feet. "Damn you child, help me so I can make Shaeg pay for all of his evil acts. Help me or you are doomed. Don't you understand girl? Help me before it is too late!"

