Though the pain of...transformation...is great, I will...never regret my words...to Fregion.

The Elim will...never cooperate with those...who destroy nature.


Player: "Can I do anything to help?"

My Brothers...must never know what happened.... Legends say I confronted Fregion...and survived. This damages his reputation...far more than mine.

The pain is intense...but bearable. But I cannot...repel the Venomthorn Laupedes...in this cave.

Their poison...distracts me from my...contemplation. If you would help...reduce their numbers.


Player: Accept.

Though I can no longer...call myself...Elim...I am pleased that a Daeva such as you...helps my people.

A Venomthorn Laupede attacks with...powerful poison in each leg.

Be careful, Player. The end of your story...may be written...but I would not your days be painful on my account.


Player: "I'll be fine, don't worry."

I feel waves...of Aether when you approach...different from the power of...ordinary Daevas.

Your energy is...stronger than any I've experienced since...no, ignore my foolish talk.

Did you use that...power against...the Laupedes?


Player: "Yes. What were you saying..."

An idle thought. Nothing more. I've already...cast it aside.

A Daeva of Destiny need not...worry about such things. Not when...your greatest works...are yet to come.

One final favor...if you would. Let my appearance be...our secret...my continuing defiance of...the Balaur's power.