When they finally reached a place that The Ancient One thought was secure enough they got out.  The prisoners looked at him nervously.  "Will you destroy us now?" one of them asked.
   "No," The Ancient One answered. "I intend to do something far worse with you than destroy you!  I intend to use you for messengers.  Where is your ship?"
   "We don't have one," one of the other men answered. "Three of the other ships dropped each of us off.  They only had enough reserve capability to carry one extra passenger."
   "Then I'll have to call you a ride," The Ancient One muttered. He looked skyward for a moment then returned his attention to the prisoners. "You're going home," he snapped, "and you're going to carry a message for me to your people.  It's going to be very important, so listen carefully, make sure you get it right!  Tell them this...one way or another I'm coming out to the stars, there's no question of that, there's no doubt of it. In a little while I'm going to be out there.  And even if this race passes away, even if my children perish, I will be just as strong and just as nasty as I have ever been!  I may have a different form, I may speak in a different way, but it will still be me, and I will still be hunting and destroying evil.  It IS what I do. And your people will be on my get 'em list! I WILL be after you!  Sooner or later I will find you and I will come for you.  And when I leave there will be nothing left, absolutely nothing!  I will obliterate you.  There won't be any trace of your petty little empire any more!  People will look at the ruins of your cities and say 'I wonder who built all of this?  I wonder what happened to them?  How could a people that have reached such greatness disappear?'  
   You had better hope my children survive, you had better hope we can solve our problems, and take them to the stars with us, because if we don't, if your interference causes them to be destroyed you will be destroyed. I will scatter your children among the stars and make them marry with other peoples until there is not one pure member of your foulness left!  I would do that because it is what you fear the most; the loss of your precious purity.  Do you understand what you are to tell your people?  Do you understand the danger, the danger they are in? I am immortal, I am ageless, I go on forever, even if my children pass away I will continue to exist, I will avenge them!  
   I have no quarrel with you, I do not desire to harm your people.  I would much rather be your friend. But if you choose to be my enemy I will be your worst nightmare.  I will be what you fear the most. I will do to you what terrifies you the most.  My children will come in peace.  Greet them in peace, and all will be well."
   One of the men spoke up. "Our Wise Ones say they will come as conquers.  We will be enslaved and everything we love will be destroyed.  We have a right to fight for our way, to defend ourselves.  You can't expect us to allow ourselves to be conquered."
The Ancient One stared at him.  "I will give you this," he finally answered "If my children come as conquerors, if they come to enslave and oppress, I will help you defeat them.  I will help you humble them. I will not let you be conquered. If you know anything of me you know that my word is sacred, that it is unquestioned.  When I give it in any way, good or bad, it will be fulfilled."
   "Yes," the man answered, "of all things of you this is known, that your word is never questioned. What you say you'll do you WILL do.  Very well, we will carry this message to our people. But how are we to get there?"
   The Ancient One looked skyward.  "Here's your ride!"  he snapped.  A diamond shaped vehicle descended from the sky.  A ramp opened and two beings emerged in heavy space suits.  Through the transparent top Crystalline heads could be seen.  "You summoned us, Lord of this world?" one of them asked.
   "Our friends here need a ride home," The Ancient One explained.  "Don't hold them.  Their violation of the blockade has been dealt with.  They carry a message to their people. "
   "We understand," the being answered, "come!"  he snapped to the prisoners, "You are fortunate this day that the Giver Of Wisdom has need of you.  It means you get to continue to exist."  The prisoners quickly boarded the vehicle. Its hatch closed and it lifted skyward.  The Ancient One's male companion approached him.  
   "I know," The Ancient One remarked, "you have to take a break from the hunt for a while. It's all right.  We can get by."
   "It just seems so useless," his male companion commented.  "We have so much power but we can do so little."
   "We cannot do those things," The Ancient One answered, "that would destroy the very reason we are here.  Using our powers in that way would be the act of fools.  I understand your feelings. It's hard having so much power and sometimes just letting things go, just letting them happen.  But sometimes that's what we have to do."
   "It still stinks!"  his male companion remarked.
   "Can't argue that!"  The Ancient One answered, "Can't argue that at all!"  His companion swung his ax and rose skyward.  
   The Ancient One's female companion came over.  "Don't worry," The Ancient One assured her "He'll be back. The hunt is in his blood.  It is in his nature, just as it is in ours.  He was the first to be able to destroy the creatures of Darkness in the material world.  He will not long let his powers go unused."
   "I hope so!"  Durga answered .  "We need it desperately!"