“Every ten thousand years He rises. And now you’re telling me we don’t have any Perished left?” “Well, yes but...” “We need to recuit more. A girl and a boy. They need to be strong as an ox, swift as a horse, cunning as a fox, but most of all, brave as a wolf.” “Are you sure we should use wolves? Last time...” “I know. We’ll just have to be more careful. Trust me...”