Jankhe laughed again; something was really amusing him. "They all say it; yet I never underestimate a single one of them. I expect the worst from everyone, and everything; it is always less." He chuckled. "But the point remains, you cannot kill him. A dead man cannot die. Only my specific magic, and knowledge of the man, can possibly put an end to him, though even I do not know if it will work... Vlaardi would never fully defeat him. He isn't strong enough... The only one that could destroy him for certain is himself, and I'm sure he has no plans of suicide at the moment." He laughed yet again. "I can sense your strength. You'd be a good match for him, but he's planning on using Olhals fire powers to kill the king of a paticular kingdom at the moment. Though Xor could probably break in alone, the fire powers of Olhal would speed things up desperately... I'm sure Olhal will be returned unharmed." Upon his final laugh, he explained, "A lot of people chase Xor for reasons of their own. I laugh because you appear to have joined them."
Fyroh was still fast asleep...