[Calgara fixes this fellow with another look, though it's not a glare so much as it is frustration] How can you speak of such things and not think them the work of gods or demons?

[Growling, he begins to pace the terminal in a restless sort of way for a few minutes, trying to grasp the whole of what had befallen him. His hand grips his spear in growing rage at his inability to understand]

It doesn't matter that time stops; I will not be able to rest until those invaders are driven from my island and I know that my daughter and my village is safe! I have many promises to keep that cannot ever be abandoned!