"What's Eredin after?" Geralt asks. "What's he want from you?"

She shrugs. "What everyone wants: control of my powers. His home world faces annihilation. Eredin's decided to invade ours. Brilliant, wouldn't you say?" She shakes her head. "Can't achieve much on his own, so he needs to bring an army. Except, his navigators can't possibly move him and thousands of Aen Elle between planes. Their abilities won't allow it."

"Whereas yours will," Geralt realizes, and she looks grim. "Exactly. And if I die in the process... well, that's a necessary sacrifice."