Bound tightly, the spirit coalesces into the form of the little girl once more.  Meekly, she nods. "Oh very well." She says simply.  "You seem like a nice group to work for.  Wake me often for battle, please?  It's ever so much fun."<br/><br/>Saying this, she falls asleep, and vanishes from view, as does the mental landscape.<br/><br/>Thraxius and Delilia find themselves kneeling, and sitting in the main cabin of the Dreadclaw once more.  Moments later, Sarah's slender legs, clad as always in her trim grey shipsuit, decend from the cockpit.<br/><br/>She nods to them, then looks at each, smiling widely.  "Well!" she says.  "That was a lot easier than I thought it would be!"<br/><br/><em>Fin</em>