Terith looked into his crystal ball.
"You are hopeless, Terith." said Queen Berylls voice. Terith sighed.
"It is up to me to summon one of my old subjects back from eternal sleep to assist you."
Suddenly, a shape appeared. It was a man, and he was half-gasping.
Eventually, he come back to life.
"My Prince!" said the figure, bowing.
Terith scowled.
"Jedite."