PANEL ONE: The duke raises a finger. Jarum stands in front of him. DUKE: I've got an idea! JARUM: Considering it was your action that got us into this situation in the first place, I hope you'll forgive my lack of enthusiasm. PANEL TWO: Closer on the duke, with Jarum in the foreground. DUKE: If the God of Soup failed to persuade his champion to aid us, perhaps we could send Amethelia to find him and convince him. PANEL THREE: Close on Jarum, in profile. JARUM: Milord, with all due respect, the man could be anywhere in the world. You'd be sen– ding your daughter on a wild goose chase, to wander indefinitely over distant lands... PANEL FOUR: Slightly closer on Jarum, calculating. JARUM: Distant lands NOT under attack by a powerful evil elemental... PANEL FIVE: Jarum stands in front of the duke's daughter Amethelia. JARUM: You know what? I'LL go. AMETHELIA: It's okay. I don't mind going.