Taking the journal, he started to read. A flurry of emotions passed through his expression; frustration, sadness, rage, and in the end he thudded his fist against the wall. "Ascians... even here your taint is felt. Even if this isn't the same method, the Ascian summoning method is still dangerous and deadly."

He looked up at Zelda and passed her journal back to her. "I am truly sorry. If only I was here last year, I could stop Moggle Mog from rising. Some Primal Slayer I am..."