Iras:
What many believed was only a legend
Was now lying in front of me...
There it was... Erian's book of the holy angels
The testament of all the Heavens... beckoning to me
A black dragon made of stone stood guard over it
Threatening with outstretched wings
As I drew closer my heart pounded
But I cast off my fear and in the next instant
I opened the book

King Uriel:
What Erian had written 5.000 years before
Was now finally before their eyes

Dargor: Elf of the caves!
Khaas:Tarish, what in God's name are you doing?
Iras: You insane fool!
Tarish: I do what must be done !
Dargor: Let him go!

Tarish: Give me the book and I will spare the life of this old wizard!
Lothen: Traitor
Iras: He knows not what he's doing!
Tarish:I know very well what I am doing Hand it to me!
Give it to me or he will die!
Khaas: All right Take the book but let Iras go!
Iras: No !

Iras: Take it from him!
Tarish: Fools ! This belongs to the Black Order !
Dargor: Leave it leave it!
Khaas: Ah I'm bleeding!
Lothen: Help him!
Iras: Do not let him escape Go after him! We must have the book
Dargor: I will return with it!

Iras:
As I lay wounded
An incredible pain shooting through my head
I saw Dargor struggling with Tarish he won!
But before dying, the elf king was able to tear some pages out of Erian's book
Then everything turned to black