The Brain Tree booms, "Hmm, hoom, yes... Much as I enjoy the eternal sun--after all, it's what I eat!--my branches are starting to wither under the perpetual sunlight. Not to mention the fact that it's getting rather hot. So, you must free Balthazar from his curse, and find out why he caused the sun to stay up." The Brain Tree laughs. "Yes! Already I know what has happened, though I am immobile."