Mordremoth: We are the same. Let your mind merge with mine.
Commander: I can't... make it. It's so close now. I... I can't concentrate, can't think...
Canach: You're stronger than this, Commander! Focus your mind! Reject the dragon!
Commander: (scream)
Canach: Here! I see another tear in the mindscape. Come! I can help you like you helped me.
Commander: I... I think it worked. My head is clear again.
Commander: That. Hurt. But I'd rather be pained than enslaved. Thank you.
Canach: I'm just glad I could return the favor.
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Commander: Canach, is it just me, or is the call quieter down here?
Canach: I noted that as well. Mordremoth's voice was growing to a great bellow as we drew closer.
Canach: Here, it's a whisper. It's a welcome respite.
Commander: Was it becoming too much for you?
Canach: Was it for you?
Commander: No. My resolve is stronger than that.
Canach: Mine as well.
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