The gulas trapped us...it was horrible. There were eight of us...an empty room.<BR><BR>Then seven, then six...<BR><BR>They're all watching me. But I don't want to die! No! He's a mess, and he's not the only one. My...paramour, I guess you'd say...was one of the eight. And that's why I'd like to see him recover. Or at least become coherent.<BR><BR>He might know where Nilos is. I'm no soldier, but I can heal wounds—even the sort of wounds he has.<BR><BR>While I'm doing that, you should be fighting the monsters in that maze. For me, for him, for Nilos. For all of us!