"When the twelfth monster falls, both she and I can be killed. I will no longer be out of reach, but neither will she." He answers, calmly, he trusts these three well enough to reveal his weakness to them. The brief window that he could be killed in was not widely advertised, for obvious reasons.

Though she knew it like he did, there was always a chance the evil knights didn't know it.

"When we moved to save the world, we tied ourselves to it. We came here from another world, one we failed to save." He answers, rummaging in a pocket to pull forth his smoking pipe. It's about time to fill the area with smoke, and he starts preparing the tip of the pipe with something.

"This world is not like the others, it bound us here."