"His powers are constantly dwindling. If he dies, this time it will be for good. There is no soul piece left for him to resort to, so he did some research." I blow a few strands of hair out of my face. "And indeed there is one last silver lining, at least in his eyes. It's a dark magic ritual that should be somewhat familiar to you, as you were part of a simpler version of it a few years ago. Bone of the father, flesh of the servant, blood of the enemy. Does that ring a bell?"