...I can only see that ending good for us. Those personalities just don't go well together. We'll likely see Krathy dead. so, really, we should focus on the Dark Writs. In any case, we have those...Assassins to attend to. Like, right now. We don't want those guys lingering around.

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DWF: YOU ARE THE BEST GUY EVER! YOU...You're not like the others! YOU UNDERSTAND! YOU UNDERSTAND IT ALL! OH, THE BEAUTY THAT IS YOUR MIND, KRATHLOS!

Krathlos: I'm glad we've come to an understanding. It would have been stupid if we got off the wrong foot. I think we'll get along famously. As long as we don't touch each other.

DWF: AH, BUT OF COURSE!...So, why are you here again?

Krathlos: I felt it...My father, Lrd English...He was here. Or IS here, hiding.

DWF: Hiding from WHAT? I HATE SECRETS!

Krathlos: Who knows? I don't. But I intend to find out. My father is on the same page I am, so it will be unsuprising if he wishes to join. Also knowing my father, he's likely to kill everything except me, and that's because I wind up being resistant...Sadly, he was not exactly the most mentally fit entity in existence. So...You'll stay back if we find him, OK?

DWF: Sounds like a plan! I wasn't an up-front fighter anyways!