Thaal attempted to reply but could not. He drifted to sleep, although he felt the fingers on him. He dreamed of being an youngling with his tiny wings. His jealous brothers jumped him and tossed him into an lava pit. Thaal plummeted into the lava yelling, not realizing he would not be harmed. When he hit the lava he did not die, but instead felt rather relaxed. He climbed out of the pit seeking to pummel his brothers for their assassination attempt, only to see his father. Baal was laughing as Thaal extended his hand for help. Baal stopped laughing and gazed down at his son. "Never trust anyone!" He yelled and kicked Thaal back down into the pit. Thaal awoke feeling very hot, realizing he had been sweating. He momentarily forgot his situation and tried to move, only for his body and wings to flare up in pain. He gasped and settled back down, remembering Evelyn's face. "Are you here?" He called out, his true deep voice booming through the house.