[ He hunches his shoulders and glares sullenly at her. He knows he tried to solicit their cooperation during their crusade against the Lightwardens, yet both sides had been very aware that they would ever be on opposite ends: the Light to his Dark and vice versa. They need each other or, as Elidibus oft reminds them, they will repeat the mistake of the Thirteenth. And needless to say, if they lose the Source, they lose all hope.

It's easier when they hate him. It hurts, but it makes things so much simpler. ]

For better or worse, you have proven yourselves capable of containing that Light which slew me. If you perish...'twill be a long time before another hero rises who is strong enough to temper our chaos.