Follow Instructions or we all Die.

The elf girl’s endless need to jump about interfering with carefully designed plans was enraging. Cali was a woman for whom ritual and control meant the difference between life and death. They were now in a domain the others had no working knowledge of and still the elf girl refused to follow simple instructions.

“We have but one hour to slay a divine goddess and you’re setting a broken bone?! Leave the Spoiled Knight; the others are fighting the undead Winter Wolf. Luna, for once would you just do what you're fucking told! Get back here and grab a leg or something. Hurry we must get to the Mirrored Sepulcher and lay My Champion’s body to rest, with his sword. And keep your damned shadows away from him or you’ll befoul my magic.”