Man 1: Let us tempt fate.
Man 2: The battle is lost! Run fools! Run!
Man 3: Lyria is smiling upon us now.
Commander Owaiglyn: But Tuatha, they're gone. After 10 years. I can't believe they're finally gone! We lost many, but we all knew the risk. I almost joined them. The Tuatha had my back against the outer wall when there was this flash of light. I looked up, and all I saw was the silhouette of you on top of that beast. It was the most glorious sight of my life. But I never saw the General. I'd like to personally thank her.
You've proven yourself to have 10 times the honor she ever did. We were going to give her this award, but best that it should go to you instead. But what can we do for you, the here who killed Balor? It's not enough, but we hope you'll accept this as our thanks. There won't be any parades until the war is won. Tuatha still hold most of Klurikon, and over the years, they've infected every part of these swamps. Clearing them out isn't going to be easy, but we might have help. There are rumors of a small band of fighters harassing the Tuatha. Perhaps the here of Mel Senshir can convince them to work with us. Good luck. Our soldiers are doing their best out there, but it's still a nightmare. Watch out for those red-eyed bastards.