"You're a pixie?"

"Yes, I am the guardian of the Cloud Tower Codex."

"Which is?"

"A very powerful source of magic, one that those witches would dearly love to get their hands on."

"Ah, I see."

Discorda looked Tegryn up and down and tutted. "I must say... for someone so much in demand, you dress rather drably."

Tegryn looked at her in astonishment. "Well, I wasn't planning on getting kidnapped today - if I was, maybe I'd have worn something smarter - maybe a tuxedo would be more to your liking?"

"Please don't take that sarcastic tone with me young man."

"I'm sorry, but what do you expect? I've been kidnapped, then that Darcy... actually I'd rather not mention THAT... and now I've been dragged here just so you can rip my dress sense to shreds? Why did you bring me here anyway?"

"I brought you here because I would like your help in guarding the Codex."

"And how am I supposed to do that? Surely you know my magic powers are pretty small."

"Only because you haven't learned how to connect to them yet. I can teach you."

"You can? How can do you that? I was only able to use my power when I got angry."

"Yes, I know... your magic is linked to your love for Musa. Emotion-based magic can be difficult to master, but it can be done."

"But.. Musa isn't here... MUSA!" A worried look suddenly found it's way onto Tegryn's face. "I have to warn Musa! I have to let her know what's going on. I have to let her know I'm safe. Argh - how am I supposed to do that?"

"Allow me," said Discorda as she jumped up onto his shoulder and placed her small hands on his head. "All you have to do is focus your mind on her. Concentrate. Yes... that's it."