- Darkstorm: Well, I was looking for something a little more devastating...
- Heskedor: [slams the book so he coughs on its dust] Oh, it will be devastating enough, Darkstorm. The trick, of course, is finding the *courage* to get close enough to use the potion.
- Darkstorm: [with his totem glowing threateningly] Question not *my* courage, old woman.
- Heskedor: [juggling then throwing three blasts of energy at him] Oh, it's not thy courage I question. But thy wisdom, Darkstorm.
- Darkstorm: [waiting at a distance for him, faced with the other Darkling Lords, to transform] Come on, Leoric, don't disappoint me...
- Witterquick: Now that we have it, what will we do with it?
- Cryotek: [startling him] Do with it? We'll show you what we'll *do* with it!
- Bearer of Knowledge: Arzon, did you know there are over five-hundred species of lion on Prysmos?
- Arzon: All well and good, Bearer of Knowledge, but we need to know how to cure Leoric.
- Heskedor: Don't get uppity with *me*, old witch. You have... bewitched my friend Leoric.
- Witterquick: Leoric? Leoric, I don't recall any - Oh, yes. Now I do!
- [Cackling]
- Witterquick: Guess my potion worked, eh! Well, there's life in the old girl yet! Yes, sir!
- Heskedor: Congratulations. Now that we've proven that, give me the antidote to change him back.
- Witterquick: But - don't you *have* an antidote?
- Heskedor: Oh, I *have* one, all right. I'll just not be givin' it to ye!
- Heskedor: When people come to me, I want 'em to feel they get a spell that lasts. I can't be undoin' my own magic, eh!
- Heskedor: [Witterquick dodges her blasts] Young fella, I'll thank ye to stand still; this is puttin' an awful wear an' tear on my belongings.
- Witterquick: You give me what I came for or -
- [tightens his grip on her throat]
- Heskedor: Ohhhhhh, *that* antidote. Well, why didn't you say so, young fella?