Zelfir landed, brushing of the malicious remarks pointed at him.<br/>"Stupid Lowerbreed.  Don't you see this world would be better without your kind?  What have any of the mortals of this done that can be considered 'for the greater good'?  Nothing.  You've had two hundred years to prepare yourselves for this.  As mother expected, you would still be savages squabbling through the dirt."  Zelfir looked at Celris with disgust and contempt.  At this time the remaining archers had fled back into the fort only to reappear with others.  This time, however, they were passive, abandoning their station in order to live.  Each gave Celris and Ozbourne knowing looks as if to say 'We'll be back'.<br/>Once the Alune had left the station, Zelfir turned to the adventurers.<br/>"It's just me and you now.  So, will you make the first move?  Or shall I?"<br/><br/>**<br/><br/>Prometheus grabbed Neff's hand climbing onto his shoulder.  "We should hurry, I fear the worst has come of the adventurers."  Prometheus thought for a few moments before speaking again.  "Norht, head north towards the BadLands.