Sniffle, sniffle... Ah-hem! SNIFFLE! ... Oh, Daeva! Look not on Shugo with pity. Once-beautiful, shiny tail, crumpled, but pride is strong. Will not accept help!

Daeva hears tale, yes? Good! Captive audience...

Shugo saw gallant red eye surrounded by light wing riffraff. Actorun the Bold admires Asmodians, so Shugo joined in the fray and fought bravely with Asmodian, nyerk! But... cowardly Elyos outnumbered us and...

Shugo bravely fled scene to, uh... tell Brif! Yes, Brif must know!

Player: Accept.

Player! You're back. Does Otur have transfer orders for me? Am I going to the front?

No? Oh... Well, what do you have for me?

Player: "I've come to tell you a tale of tails...."

And I thought I was gullible.

The Shugo is clearly taking us for a ride, Player. Did he have wings too? Heck was even carrying a sword? A brand? A sewing needle? I think Otur even warned me about that one. Daevas who talk to him end up disappearing mysteriously....

Don't worry about it, Daeva. Happens to the best of us.