Klaes shakes his head, "It did not say. It wanted the last body for its armor." He indicates the screwdriver, "Alistair's body was the last one it needed and then it had no more to do with us."

"And this," He sets a hand near the bandage on his leg, "Was a little spirit. Lots of them, like spiders. They camouflaged themselves as other things....glass...feet....not so bad except for their numbers."