"I'm sorry, but I can't help you with that." Lith shook his head. "I'm not going to cross Grandma to help a mass murderer and the Council's rules would make me responsible for you for the next one hundred years, which-"
"Is way more than you have left to live, I know." Manohar cut him short. "Let's keep things simple. I'll tell you what we know and you'll tell us if we are missing something, okay?"
"No." Lith's voice was reduced to a whisper.
"Why not? I'm not asking much." The god of healing asked.
"I mean, no, I have much longer to live. Awakening increases lifespan by about tenfold." Lith replied.
"I know about that." Manohar shrugged. "Otherwise Balkor would have been dead for years now."
"He is right." The god of death suddenly looked old and tired. "I had barely five years left to live when I accepted Salaark's offer and according to both her and Manohar, I have now another twenty more left."
