«You... are blocking me somehow.»

Amazing guess!! You're as witty as they say you are!

But you're incorrect. I am not blocking you.

Let me introduce you to my squad. Please come out, everyone.

Hello!! I know you're not a Mister or a Missus so I don't know what to call you!

Hello. Honor, yes.

Charmed, Ionian scum.

Fiona here has the wonderful ability of completely stealing whomever's magick she wants to.

And she's stealing all that you have left.

It's being used to keep you in this prison, in fact. Right into the very device holding you here. The Unblinking Eye of Cael.

Clever little lie about being completely cut off from magick. Makes a great fable for the ignorant.

Without your precious false god to give you strength, trapped in this eternal dark... it's beautiful, isn't it?

«...»

So again. I reiterate.

I'm here to take your blood, and kill you.

You can make this easy, or difficult.

Mister Holt! Mister Holt!!

...Yes, Thyf?

Who's that jumpin' down?

I'M THE BEST!!