Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[soldier] Get the horses.

Phantoms. Her illusions. How interesting.

[Davion] You can say that again.

I realize that hardly narrows it down.

[Mirana] You're right, Marci.

Well, yes. But, no, I…

You don't run because you're Davion.

I changed my mind.

Where I come from, they're everywhere.

The flower's movements.

And not a whisper to him that I've learned to use his pools this way.

You must trust me now, Father.

[suspenseful music]

Dyfed. Adara. Idwal.

[pensive music]

[Mene] Help me?

or would you prefer an escort to the Garrison

[Zet] We are the mind divided against itself.

As I was saying.

I am helping you.

I will explain.

Pray for me, for yourself, for us all

[exhales deeply]

[sighs] Look, it's complicated.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm used to ladies, you know, recognizing me,

-Are you all right? -[female acolyte] Goddess?

Maybe then you'll grow some balls, who gets a big one, hero.

Gods damn it. No. Wait!

I'll join you by week's end, Slyrak or no Slyrak.

So, move aside or explain to your superiors

So, you're saying she's your type?

Just tell me. I trusted you enough to come with you.