Baxtorian: Lord Iorwerth, please...
Lord Iorwerth: One.
Lord Iorwerth: No, I wouldn't. But the choice is not mine, it's yours. I will count to five.
Baxtorian: You wouldn't...
Lord Iorwerth: I'll make this simple for you, Baxtorian. The life of the boy is now in your hands. Give me the orb, and no harm will come to him.
Lord Iorwerth: Two.
Arianwyn: Baxtorian, please. Just give him the orb.
Lord Iorwerth: Three.
Eoin: I don't like this, I want mummy!
Rebel Scout: The battle rages on friend. You should head in there and help out.