[It mostly puts people where they need to be to save the world; she intends that the world cease to need saving. Although I suppose it will continue to supply Wildmages with their powers indefinitely.]
[...If saving the world is a regular enough thing there that it's someone's job to arrange saviors, how's she going to do that?]
[Well, it needs saving from a specific set of things that no one has managed to completely eradicate. And this world-needs-saving thing only occurs about once every thousand years, so she has a while to figure it out.]
[Demons. Aianon's the last regular one, and he in particular is fine, but there are demonic spirits of various sorts, spooky dark things.]
[I did tell you Aianon is bright red and has a tail and horns and wings, didn't I?]
[And naked, you also mentioned that he is often naked,] Ripper reminds her cheerfully.
[Yes. I mean, so is Ansharil, but it matters less for scaly quadrupeds, yeah?]
[Definitely. I've been assuming this fellow is reasonably humanoid, correct me if I'm wrong. Or let me keep my pleasant illusions.]
[Dragon isn't, demon is apart from the mentioned add-ons. Also claws, he has claws.]
[Wasn't expecting the former, was quite pleased with the latter. I didn't realize you wrote virtually all the songs; you're very talented and I look forward to seeing what Saturn inspires.]
[Anything in the name of art,] Ripper says cheerfully. [I'll let you know when I come up with something good.]
She laughs. [No promises. I haven't seen you work in an anthem-y genre.]