"Many eggs." Thaal said immediately after she asked. He realized he may have sounded an bit like a king... or maybe like his father. When Evelyn asked if he wanted water he waited for a moment before he replied. "Yes please. Thank you for the help." Thaal spoke in an more grateful tone this time. He began thinking about his father again. He remembered how his father had protected him when the former warlords older brother had attacked him. Thaal had bested him in a game of magics, a contest in which the pure energy of two demons are pinned against each other mentally. The two combatants lock eyes and enter a trance like state while the energies battle. The loser, in this case the demon named Zantos, is blasted by a powerful backlash of their own energy. Unable to believe that he had lost to a demon who was only fifteen years of age, Zantos attacked a young Thaal. Baal covered his son in his protective energy which repelled Zantos. Baal came booming from the sky, demonic lightning striking down on Zantos. Baal landed on the ground and starred at the charred demon. Then he turned to his son and teleported them home. Thaal truly did love his dad. Despite the pain he had been put through at his fathers hand, that pain only made him stronger. Feeling his own arrogance and confidence rising, Thaal struggled through the pain and stood up on his feet.