Nyrissa smirked at him. "I think that taking an offer form the<em>Laughing Lie</em>is the height of folly and hubris. I think, all things considered, I can offer a better deal - to you, oh Lantern King."<br/><br/>"To me? And what could a failed player such as yourself possibly have to offer me?" he asked, patronizing amusement on his mask and in his voice.<br/><br/>"A return. Of everything you've given me. The pain, the loss, the sorrow, the agony, hatred, rage, and fear - all of it! As you cursed me, by splitting my soul, I return unto you your first, as my soul is whole and renewed once more. Take it, all of it! AND CHOKE ON IT!"<br/><br/>There is a powerful surge of magic in the room, and a concerned look flashes across the Lantern King's mask, as he seems to... diminish somewhat. "Is that all? That hardly seems to be comparable to what I offered. A poor deal, a sputtering finale indeed."