"Nothing," said Iimmi.
"He thought you were a lot younger," Urson said. "We're supposed to take you home." Suddenly he pointed in to the volcano. "Say, this isn't any of that funny light like back in the city that burned our hands, only this time it made you old?"
She glanced at the pool of light. "This is natural fire," she assured them, "a severed artery of the earth's burning blood. But wounds are natural enough."
Geo shifted his feet and rubbed his stump.
"We were supposed to take the younger sister of the present Argo Incarnate and return with her to Leptar," Iimmi explained.
"There are many Argos," smiled the woman. "The Goddess has many faces. You have seen quite a few since you arrived in this land."
"I guess we have," Urson said.
"Are you a prisoner of Hama?" asked Iimmi.
"I am with Hama," said the woman.
"We are supposed to secure the third jewel and bring it back to the ship. We don't have much time...."