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Bob's eery grin never left her face. "No, I don't think you'd stand a chance against Ozzy in his own world. But this might work to my advantage yet. Travel to the Forsaken Realm, and contact Drac's family. Tell them that Ozzy is holding my daughter hostage. If they follow Drac's line of thinking, then they will seek to free her." She then sits down, looking thoughtful. "Of course, that alone might not be enough to dissuade him. As a mark of my sincere trust, had them this." She stabs her hand into her won chest, creating a strangely glowing hole in her flesh. She then hands Mithias a small group of glowing gems, each only the size of a marble. But he recognized them as Shards, parts of Bob's core. The very essence of her being.

Turning to Raven, she winked. "You'd better go with him. Meet one of the more influential families around these parts. And while you're there, you might be able to prevent him from screwing up, aye?" She pats Raven on the head. "If you do this small thing for me, I'll owe you a favour, of course. And my favours may be exchanged for great things indeed."