I was having a hard time thinking, but I had enough brain to figure out where I had gone wrong in my assumptions about Fireden and the others. I had forgotten that they were really only parts of their real primal bodies that I didn't even know the location of yet.
"That means that the Demons did break this world, but it just wasn't The Scourge. Emfirza needs to be removed, but there is not a chance that you could fight even a Shard of him. Something as old as that couldn't be fought if you had all four of us," Fireden explained, and I grunted, giving an almost imperceptible nod.
"Yeah… You're… Not whole… Come back… Again," and I started to paint again and felt dizzy.
"Yes, that is the only way that this place could be saved and returned. Now, time for a nap," Fireden said as my eyes peeled open with my mouth in a soundless scream as my leg was stretched.
Then the world went black.
[Change to View of Fireden and Tchick]