*Lurior tries to again get in the way but has a lapse in concentration, as the blade his the flesh of his arm, cutting down to the bone*
Gwah!*Lurior coughs blood and moves away keeling at distance on the floor*
HA Ha ha ha ha!*Lurior coughs heavily and breathes hard* Chroin, Id apperciate if you protected my momento, Ill be back shortly
*Lurior again turns to Malal* No matter what happens, this isn't over between you and me, ill comback when Ive cured the disease youve given me, and I guarantee that your gods pathetic magic will not get the best of me again!
*Lurior Roars Loudly shaking the ground, he looks up with his mouth open as he turnes to a stone figure*