Dezeroth gritted his teeth, then pulled Alessandro by the hair and forced him to look up, at the fire's light--And the darkness beyond. "Look, boy--Look. I don't have the damned patience to deal with your temper-tantrums right now. Do you see that? Do you see the light my fire casts, and the darkness beyond? When my light goes away, all here will perish--Me, Karrha, Sel'ora, and Emilia. We will. All. Die. You will have no chance to redeem yourself. There will be no chance for us to continue on. The vampire queen will continue to reign, and there will be nothing to stop her. The only one who can stop that from happening is you right now, and I don't care if you've got the blood of the damned Gods themselves on your hands--Do what you can to fix the problem, damnit, and then we can work on you atoning your damned sins!"