Tyrian: If he's ready to lay a dragon in its grave, he's nothing to fear from me.
Galen: You're back! I thank the powers that made me.
Ulrich: Glad to see you, too. You didn't bring along anything to eat, by any chance?
Galen: Food?
Ulrich: But, come along, there's much to do.
Galen: No, please! I thought I was a sorcerer, I'm not. I thought I had power, I don't. You said to be strong. I wasn't.
Ulrich: But you were, my boy, you were. And you'll be stronger yet.