Two enemies, that once might have been friends, they meet;

No matter the winner here, it ends with defeat.

Auseklenis draws on magic of a devil

While Gale does instead in wrathful hatred revel.

The battle runs long, they cause injury and bleed,

A child form on whom they would never have agreed.

Gale spots this fresh foal first; "Where did that child come from?"

Their foe; "You know, he never described you as dumb!"

It is with horror that realization does dawn,

With Oneiros's pet monster, Gale now has a spawn.

As they stand, all lost, Auseklenis slips away,

He has other things to do than a fight today.

Gale stares at the child, and this brand new child stares back.

All they can think of is what this fresh life must lack;

How could a being born of monsters end up kind,

Let alone show compassion or have a sound mind?

A child of monsters, that same child will monster be,

Gale concluded, and they did not consciously see

That by making this exact choice they had become

A monster as well due to this very outcome.