Vlaardi breathed through his teeth when he reached Fyroh. "I knew the cure for that... the cure is.. I think..." He paused. "More of Xors blood. That already looks like it, but it isn't... Xors real blood will, in effect, remove the curse, washing it away. However we're going to get his blood is beyond me, seeing as I can't fight Xor, and Olhal can only burn him... no offense, but you're too slow for him with that axe." Olhal nodded in agreement, then added, "How would we even collect the blood if we did make him bleed?"
Vlaardi frowned. "I could make him bleed... his main weakness, at least the only one that I can manipulate, is his eye. It's his only one, and it doesnt matter what you do to it, because it'll always hurt him... but collecting it is a different issue, and he knows if I approach him that I'm going to attack him." He sighed. "It's almost hopeless... neither of us can remove the curse..." Fyroh was still out cold.