I'm happy to send you against a real enemy this time, Player. Kill the Silona Recon Unit spying on our base.

I've got nothing clever to tell you other than I want them dead.

Player: Accept.

When the last Asmodian is either dead or returned to their holes, every Elyos may rest easy.

I can only hope to live that long, so my children might know a world without war.

Once I have some, that is.

Player: "We're a few deaths closer to your perfect world."

You are a true master of death, Player.

Your parents named you well.

If you don't mind, I may use it myself in the future.