"Oh, I am sorry, it seems I have forgotten my manners," the blonde man spoke with a coy smile on his face. "I am Cethin, Cethin Arnesen. I suppose explaining my reasons would be not a problem, given that you will have to either shirk away or be eliminated"<br/><br/>It took a minute for Sigrun's attention to be rapt by the golden man, considering there were two glowing entities that were much more dazzling to stare at. It was strange for the man to seem so imposing and yet appear as if he was meant to be a moving lantern. It was hard for her to take him seriously, but then again it was hard for her to take anything seriously.<br/><br/>"The powers that govern and support this world are divided. As you may have realized, this division is bringing a considerable toll upon all that live upon this earth. From what you can see of our great and mighty Origin, and what remains of this forest, this simply won't do."<br/><br/>Cethin extended his arm to the group. He turned his hand over to reveal his palm, as multiple orbs of magic emerged. The spheres represented the spirits, their colors bearing red, brown, blue, green, dark purple, and a light yellow. "The way things are now, it won't be long before the entire world is stripped bare of its features." The orbs had fused into one, large ball of light that flashed between the different colors of the spirits. "I am looking to bond the spirits into one ruling entity, to retain the balance of the elements. This separation of powers will only lead to our end, so I wish to birth us a new beginning. A new Paradise."<br/><br/>Sigrun was more interested in the light show than she was Cethin's speech. Though, due to her multi-situational awareness, she was able to absorb the gist of his plan. He wanted to absorb all the floating light creatures of the world so he can become the brightest mobile lantern in existence. It didn't seem like a goal worth killing over, and she definitely didn't wish to give Larea to this strange gold man. Who knows what means he requires to reach his goal? If he had to force Origin out of her by tickling the poor girl with a feather for hours on end... no, she could not allow this to happen.<br/><br/>"Now that I made it clear that I require all the spirits..." Cethin said, crushing the flashing orb in his hand, "Have you made your decision? I'm afraid I cannot wait here all day, so please, be brief."