Enemies--be they sun-cursed, scaled, or unseen--are always trying to take what is ours. We won this base with Asmodian blood. There shall be no retreat.

Remove any Desolation Elyos Scouts you discover in the area. They no doubt covet this base, but we are the stronger, and we will be the victors.

Player: Accept.

This base is ours, this land is ours, the secrets of the Danuar will be ours too.

Those Elyos have not yet seen the fury we Asmodians are truly capable of. If they had, there would be no more here. Ha!

I suppose this contamination is ours too, the price to pay for secrets.

Player: "I have bloodied the Elyos some."

Blood for blood! But they would not even know all that means. That is why we will conquer.

We will bring forth from this land a tide of umbral darkness that will make even Fregion tremble.

The Elyos cannot escape us, and with the secrets of Ide, the Balaur will crumble.