"How do I know I can trust you, demon?" "My word is as true as fate, as inevitable as destiny. Bring me what I want, and I will give you what you seek." Hermaeus Mora replied. Masamune grumbled irately, sheathing his blade and moving towards the book to leave, grabbing Megohime's hand. Hermaeus Mora flicked a tentacle to catch their attention, "I know that you want to use you power as Dragonborn to bend the world to your will. Here is the knowledge you need, although you did not know you needed it. The second Word of Power. Use it to bend the will of mortals to your purpose. But this is not enough. Miraak knows the final Word of Power. Without that, you cannot hope to surpass him. Miraak served me well, and he was rewarded. I can grant you the same power that he wields, but all knowledge has its price." He forced the tentacle into Masamune's forehead and the Jarl winced in discomfort before it was removed, "Send the Skaal shaman to me. He holds the secrets that will be mine."