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Saberstryke, seeing Kaylyn's anger, tosses her the orb of Holy, then draws the Soul Swords of Fervor. "Hand it to him at your own peril," he says.

Instantly, Batrias falls to the ground, no longer the middle-aged man without a name. His eyes widen, and his breathing slows. He stares at the ground without blinking before gripping his orb tightly and saying, "I must kill you all."

Then, suddenly, the orb of Holy shatters.

"I..." Batrias drops the shards of the orb of Holy out of his hands, letting them tinkle the ground. "It was an echo, I think. Something I said, and have yet to say, I'm thinking."

Saberstryke, to the side, nods his approval in silence.

Batrias continues, "Not everyone here has an armor. It's a strange feeling. Mine is gone, too, I suppose."

"It's hard to say," Batrias says. The shock of seeing his armor crack is still too much for him. He can no longer feel the red symbol of wrath burning on his forehead and this, to him, feels like a great emptiness that needs to be filled. The faintest glimmer of red shines on the orb shards for a moment, then twinkles out. "I was in a battle. I wanted to destroy. I had to. All the armors everywhere had something wrong. My armor called for me to destroy the world, except someone intervened. A Hyrosha, I think. And someone else. I don't know. This person here," He gestures to Saberstryke, "Followed me through."

"It was a woman, I don't know beyond that," Batrias says.

"Her name was Dani, if it is of any consequence, and she inherited the second Wildfire armor to use in what she thought was her defense of good," Saberstryke says. He reluctantly puts away his swords. "I am still curious as to how the portal opened in the first place. A portal through time. This is the crux of everything. How can an armor create such a thing?"

Batrias shakes his head. "The only armor I know with power enough was the Inferno, except, well..." He trails off.

"That would happen if you expected me to fight," Batrias says, regaining a little of his reason. "And I cannot say what made me destroy my sphere, there..."

"We cannot let it remain destroyed," Saberstryke says. "In fact, my presence here suggests that it will be repaired. Kaylyn-san, I request that you get your people to work on it at once."

"I don't know why I would use it otherwise," Batrias wonders aloud. "Did I say I wanted to kill you? That seems so long ago..."

Then, without warning, the eyes roll back in his head and he collapses.

Saberstryke, looking to Hariel, says, "How did you come by the name Wildifire?" He ignores Batrias.