Answers interrupted.

"That my dear is two questions." Balar chortled.

Luna simply smiled and waved her hand for him to go on,

"Firstly, I would imagine that he picked you out because you have power, and to accomplish what we are about power is required. And as for my deal."

"Our deal,"Tiella interrupted, "He came to us. He offered us a life where I would not have to watch the man I loved grow old and die in a matter of decades. A happy life in exchange for a distant favour."

"Do you regret it?" Luna asked.

Tiella gave a sigh, "Ask me again when this is all over."

"You are right about one thing," Balar said, "As much as I hate that fool of a demigod his sister is worse. She caused the bloody Ragnarok. Who knows why he wants her gone but it would be no bad thing."

"It just seems so impossible." Luna shook her head.

"If there is one thing I have learnt over the years," Balar said, "It is that nothing is impossible."

"What was that?" Tiella threw dust on the fire and scrambled up to a crouch. They could hear voices and distant movement. It was getting closer.

"Shit." hissed Balar as he reached for his axe.