Von List grows ever more anxious about Kortifex's promises.
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Von List: Kortifex, I try to be a patient man, but time is a luxury in very short supply right now.
Kortifex: Meaning...?
Von List: Meaning you promised me an army of millions! Yet here we are, still amassing power so you can make good on our bargain!
Kortifex: Our bargain. Yes. I help you win your war, then you release me back to the Dark Aether.
Kortifex: Nothing has changed in our arrangement.
Von List: Except you make such little progress on the first half of the deal!
Kortifex: Mind your tone, mortal. What you ask is proving more difficult than anticipated, but it can be done.
Kortifex: It is merely a question of bringing more power from the Dark Aether into your world.
Kortifex: Thus I summoned Zaballa, and brought my Augmentors. I am even utilizing void magic. All to accomplish your ends, Wolfram.
Von List: Yes. Well. If much more of your world spills into mine, soon I won’t have to send you home.
Von List: You will already be there.
Kortifex: Come now, Wolfram. I will take it all with me when the time comes to reclaim my throne.
Kortifex: This ball of dust is not what I am after. I leave that all to you.
Von List: Very well. But I cannot wait forever.