My power comes from my soul. The only way to rid me of it would be to render me a soulless husk.

[ There is no denying the shiver that runs down her spine at that particular thought. ]

I'm unable to teleport home, nor summon any of my comrades to this world with me, nor communicate with them. My power is largely... reduced. It's frustrating, but there's naught to be done for it but persevere.

So long as we are in this place together I'll gladly offer you what aid I can. You need only call for me and I'll be there.