"What Leona says does worry me, that much I'll admit." James said, leaning forward, hand on his chin in thought. "Assuming perpetuity has been the downfall of many an empire: we have to consider that the world may be changing..." he continued, "and we ought to be prepared for that eventuality." he concluded, turning to look at Draug. "Say we defeat Sha-Thoexis," He asked, "What happens then?" he thrust his hand forward and up, as if to accentuate his point. "If doing so does what I assume it might, I would say that Shana's concerns might be more valid than you assume." He sighed, and returned to a more contemplative posture. If what we fear does come to pass, that will be on my shoulders. James thought to himself, It's my duty as a Bondsmith to help lead the Radiants, yet I have no solutions I could offer them, no plan. What do I do?
He let out a sigh, and leaning back, he closed his eyes, and attempted to get some rest. It had been a long night, and some things, like the mystery of this black sword, and what the future might hold, could wait for morning.