Commander Yseult's voice continued falling like a dirge from the heavens,
"In the past, mortals were not given Lumina Pools; that distinction was left for heroes and Angels, and all races were given Lumina Arts. With these Arts, mortals could grow stronger, their spirits sharper, and their souls deeper. All races celebrated the gifts from the gods and daemons, but we were unaware that these gifts came with thorns."
The Commander smiled, "You know, in many parts of the world, even in this small oasis you battle upon. The people often collect small animals for the purpose of food and festivities. Still, meat is expensive to the common folk, and they can only buy the animals as infants, and they would take care of them. Often the entire household would contribute part of their meal to this animal, and it would grow fat and be loved, its fur gleaming." Turning to Elias, "Do you know why I told you this?"
