Anuilas laughed at Odin's words. His threats and warnings did little to faze the young Incarnation. He had already made it this far and he feared nothing. He was Anduilas! Incarnation of Luck and the Greatest Hero of all the Ages! Betrayal would mean nothing - Anduilas would just stomp it out!

Looking around him, he realized that he had to get going soon. Putting on his clothes, he looked into the mirror. Dashing! Taking his cape, he let it unfurl behind him. It waved in the wind, like a golden beam of light at his back. His trusty blades were at his sides, with their golden chains hanging around his legs.

"Time to go," he said as he put on his stylish shades. "And bring some luck to these dire struggles."