"Well, I found the sword in my hands, and wanted to learn what it does. But you have a point, I should be with my mom." he said, sounding somewhat guilty at the end. "Eh...I guess I'll give her a massage or something once I get back home." he said.

"Yea....that would be nice of you. I'd do that for her...but since my hand is metal...that might not work to well." Sovelis said, looking at Worru. "But first, we need to deliver that sword to Dentol, or we're not gonna get paid." the Tempest said, walking back to the street.

Worru looked over the sword, as he tried thinking it over. "I'm not too sure if that's a good idea. The sword reminds me too much of that place, even if I almost died there." he said, remembering not only the giant, but the girls as well.

"Setzer told me everything when you all got back. Where did this Teresa girl go off to? and I heard that you acted very mature, more than you ever have before." Sovelis said. "And perhaps getting rid of this sword will free your mind of those ruins... and I'm sorry I didn't come with you three. It could have ended better if I was there."

Worru scratched the back of his head, trying to think of where she went. "I...Well..it's sorta foggy...And, I did. It was weird when I did." he said.

"She was cute, wasn't she Worru?" Sovelis asked the sheikan, smiling his usual mischievous grin that he was so well known for. "C'mon...its just us guys. You can tell me." he said as he led Worru towards the Mercenary Office.

Worru looked away, his blush now a bright red. "W-W-Well, yeah. She was...She was cute...And somewhat grown for her age...whatever it was..." he said, mumbling as he didn't want people to hear.

"Well, I'm sure she'll pop up sometime. Maybe you can take her to meet your mother?" Sovelis joked as he opened the door, and walked inside the Office.

The hylian scribe behind the counter looked nervious as he addressed them. "Y-you better get that th-thing into the boss quick...he's angry at you!"

Worru rolled his eyes at the scribe, not exactly happy with Sovelis either. "Well, then let's get the damn thing back to him. I don't want it." he said, now walking up to the door that lead to his office.

The door opened, and Dentol looked up at Worru. "About time you brought that thing! Our client has been waiting!" the short, balding hylian said, grabbing the wrapped sword from his hands. "You two can come in. Our client would like to meet you. Both of you."

In the office, Setzer and Kenji stood, and a man in black robes sat in the only other chair. His silver hair hung to his shoulders, and his face was smooth, meaning that he was young. "Well...it is finally here, is it?" the man said, looking at Dentol with a pair of crimson eyes. Must be a sheikan.... Sovelis thought as he walked in.

Worru looked at the man with suspiscion. He wasn't exactly trustworthy of someone that looked like that.

The man rose to his feet and walked over to Worru. "I have heard a great deal about you, Mr. Worruson. My name is Marcus Darabous , and I am a collector of antiquities such as this sword. It is an honor to meet you." the red-eyed man said, offering his hand out to Worru.

"Uhm...Pleasure's all mine." he mumbled, reaching his hand out to shake the man's hand. "Just hope you don't decide to be like the previous owner of the sword." he said, out of joviality.