They approach... but before the final fight, I have another task for you. I need to be strong to serve you. There is a s

They approach... but before the final fight, I have another task for you. I need to be strong to serve you. There is a substance, an offering freely given by the young to their elders, that may yet restore me. I myself spent years enmeshed within the harvest circuits, my organs sacrificing their enzymes for the fleet. I was glad to do so. But we need not repeat such torment today. Enzyme remnants found on Vy'keen Daggers should be enough to heal me now.

Whatever sacrifice Name made for others, they do not appear to have reaped the same benefits in their old age. The Vy'keen's body is scarred, their speech laboured. I cannot imagine they will survive another year.

The Armourer requires Vy'keen Daggers to prevent their further decline.