For her I have no fear and for her vengeance will be given me.

_Ja!_ But my Helma--she is of the dead-alive--like those we saw whirling like leaves in the light of the Shining Devil--and I would that she too were of _de Dode_--and at rest.

I do not know how to fight the Shining Devil--no!" His bitter despair welled up in his voice.
"Olaf," Larry's voice was gentle.

"We'll come out on top--I know it.
Remember one thing.

All this stuff that seems so strange and--and, well, sort of supernatural, is just a lot of tricks we're not hep to as yet.