Your leader seems to believe that the best way to break Balaur control in Tahmes is to attack Raksha's followers.

I know better. And I think you do too.

You know that we of the Reian Tribe have greater experience with places saturated in Drana...like Tahmes.

Player: "What do you think?"

Provoking Raksha can only throw Tahmes into chaos.

The true enemy, that subtle weaver of devastation, is Fineas.

You are Elyos, and that means you are blessed by Siel, just as I was once her chosen. Will you trust and follow me now?

Player: Accept.

You and I are a legion in Siel's name.

A secret legion, I promise you. I'm well aware of your position among the Elyos.

I only hope that you defeat Fineas and come back safe.

Player: "Faith and arms, sir."

After all these years, I know the ways of Drana.

And I felt that horrible energy from Tahmes snap violently.

At that moment, I knew you'd prevailed over Fineas.

Player: "Our legion wears the victor's crown."

Our legion...our legion.... Yes.

You've done well, legionary. And together we must harry the fiend until Fineas vanishes completely.