Suddenly, my blood ran cold, and the crisp inflections of my old nemesis rang in my ears...
"He tasks me.
He tasks me and I shall have him!
I'll chase him 'round the moons of Nibia and 'round the Antares Maelstrom and 'round Perdition's flames before I give him up!"
Occasionally, very occasionally, I wonder if I watch too much Star Trek.
...Nah