I am sorry, Lharkin told them, but I cannot: I no longer have the power of the Light. To bring Spyrel back, Cila, would mean to lose my own life, as that would be the price a Night Empian would now pay.

I think the desert heat has melted the meat in your head!

When she was a young girl, you remarked how beautiful she was, how special she was. Why couldn’t you say by the way, she’s to lead an army of men to those monsters? And that she is being set up as bait!

You are a difficult woman, Cassandra. I should give you back to the humans. They deserve you.

I am torn by duty and desire.