The light of Aion doesn't reach Balaurea. Tiamat's noxious scent pervades Inggison. Sawtooth Valley smothers us whole!

Oh, look. My hands are shaking. I can feel my muscles atrophying as we speak, but I'll just keep on working till the end.

And the Daevas of Healing tell me to relax?

Player: "We'll get those sharding Balaur!"

Too true! We may have problems, but we'll find a way around them.

I won't stop working until we defeat Tiamat and put Sanctum in charge of Tiamaranta!

Will you help me keep up the necessary momentum?

Player: Accept.

We'll go through systematically and get rid of the Dragonbound in Undirborg.

I'd like you to deal with the ones at the lowest level--the Apostate Fighters, Apostate Guards, Apostate Sorcerers, and Apostate Alchemists.

Player: "I'll see you when I've smeared 'em."

When I first became a Daeva, I didn't think I would ever get tired.

Player: "I got tired dealing with those Dragon-lovers."

Thank you for helping, Player. Your tireless efforts are encouragement to us all.

Faith and arms!