"Blackthorn: My lord, the Avatar has arrived in Britannia, and has easily been dispatched by my wyrmguard. The Guardian: Do not be so sure. The meddlesome champion of Virtue is not so easily defeated. Blackthorn: Of course, my lord. But I ask you, where is he now? The mirror of darkness would reveal Lord British's lackey. If he lives— The Guardian: The Avatar has been teleported to a place hidden from the mirror's sight. Our... virtuous paragon could only have been taken to Stonegate... and by one of great power. Blackthorn: Shall I reduce Stonegate to a cinder, my lord? The Guardian: No. I want the champion of Britannia to see what has become of the land and its people. I want to feel his rage burn as he sees what I have done to Britannia. You are to keep the Avatar occupied while I complete my plan for Britannia's conquest. What remains is yours when I am finished. Now leave me. Blackthorn: Yes, my lord. (leaves) The Guardian: (to himself) Blackthorn... you are indeed a fool to want Britannia once I have finished with it."