As for me--Lakla has spoken.

There is no hope for--for mine Helma in life, but there is hope that we destroy the Shining Devil and give _mine_ Helma peace.

And with that I am well content, _ja!_ Well content!" He gripped our hands again.

"We will fight!" he muttered.

"_Ja!_ And I will have vengeance!" The sternness returned; and with a salute Rador and he were gone.
Two great tears rolled from the golden eyes of Lakla.
"Not even the Silent Ones can heal those the Shining One has taken," she said.