We are the Sisters of Twilight.

Arahan readies her Glaive, but Naestra blocks her

Show kindness. Even Chaos can attain harmony, if it desires.

Arahan grimaces, but stands down

You are deluded, Naestra.

Naestra extends a hand to you

Peace and harmony to you, creature

Arahan rolls her eyes

You cannot be serious.

Naestra ignores her remark to address you

The forest whispers to us that you have a way of closing Chaos portals.

Arahan cuts in

Give it to us or face our wrath.