"You don't remember your own name?" I asked it.
"No…it's been far too long… I was imprisoned here…by someone… I need you to free me…to wield me.." The crimson glow replied.
"How do I wield you?" I asked.
"No….I see now..you're too weak… you cannot wield me…my power would destroy you…" It replied with a voice full of sorrow.
I felt a sadness emanating from it, it yearned for release and it was devoid of evil.
"Then, I can't help you?" I questioned.
"Not now…touch my essence… form a vow and I will come to serve you…once your strength is sufficient…I feel as though that is my purpose…" It replied.
"Why not choose the king? His strength is surely sufficient." I wondered.