Ifrit: Yet the Paragon has entreated that I spare you, and so I shall─on one condition.
Ifrit: Vow that you shall forsake the summoning of Another. Do so, and your sins will be absolved. Refuse me, and your soul will burn for eternity.
Amalj'aa: On your knees, heathens, and give your oath! In the name of Ifrit, Almighty Lord of the Inferno!
Amalj'aa: Almighty Lord of the Inferno!
Mita: You're not serious? You think me alluring enough to attract a god, do you!?
Mita: But how!?
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Mita: Well...I do hope you were listening, too, because there's something I want to know. Is there any truth to Ifrit's suggestion that we can summon our own primal?
Almxio: The woken one asks a difficult question. The answer, this one knows not.
Zoxio: Nor this one, unfortuitously.
Zoxio: But even if the woken one could summon a primal, this one would advise against such folly.
Almxio: Those ones who violate the barrier betwixt corporeal and aetherial are transformed.
Almxio: Minds are clouded. Hearts are hardened. Souls are darkened!
Zoxio: Minds are clouded. Hearts are hardened. Souls are darkened!
Mita: Your sudden concern for our well-being is very moving. That said, we have seen Ifrit's influence for ourselves... Even if this power is ours to manipulate, it may yet be a taboo best left unchallenged.