02x18 - Fight for Survival Against the Demonic Legion
Posted: 07/26/23 08:29
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Villagers: From the forest of the spirit tree.
Villagers: Even kids.
Villagers: Who is that giant man?
Ser: We have become an exhibition.
I: They're just jealous.
Villagers: Look!
Villagers: Elves!
Villagers: They have otherworldly beings like elves with them.
Villagers: Then, are they real witches?
P: How rude!
Iva: No kidding.
Iva: They lumped me in with you!
Villagers: So one of those two must be...
Morgan: No... Hey, folks.
Morgan: The lady witch is this one here.
I: Why are you hiding?
Sch: Hello.
Villagers: What the hell?
Villagers: No way. She's just a girl.
Elder: Morgan, is this some joke?
Morgan: Uh, no. It's no joke.
I: Uh-oh...
I: Well, not like I blame them.
I: Why not show them a spell or two?
I: Maybe that'll convince them.
Sch: That's impossible!
Sch: You don't use magic to show off.
: That's unthinkable.
Priest: That is why I objected to this, elder.
Elder: Reverend!
I: A pastor.
Ser: This is becoming too complicated...
Priest: Clinging to strange superstitions,
Priest: such as witches, will not solve anything.
Priest: Still, Morgan...
Priest: How could you make a child dress as a witch?
Priest: I'm sure you feel guilt over being the sole survivor,
Priest: but this goes too far.
Morgan: No...
Priest: Your garments suggest you are a traveling troupe.
Priest: Did Morgan beg for help when you were traveling?
Priest: I don't know if this is a diversion to you,
Priest: but you cannot handle those demonic beasts.
Priest: Leave now.
Elder: But if you take a good look, reverend,
Elder: the giant man appears quite formidable.
Elder: Why do we have to chase them off?
Priest: I insist!
Priest: This ordeal is a test of our faith, sent by God.
Priest: We must pray and endure.
Iva: Let's just go back already. They can figure it out.
I: Hey, so we came here, only to be turned away at the door?
I: It's starting to feel stupid.
Priest: Girl, while you may think it a costume,
Priest: you must not dress that way.
Priest: If this were the Holy See, you'd be b*rned at the stake.
Priest: Witches symbolize nothing but sin and evil.
G: We're exhausted from traveling a long way with kids and the ill.
G: Can we lodge here tonight?
Priest: No!
Priest: We have far more important things to—
G: This girl is on a pilgrimage to pray for recovery from illness.
G: As a man of the cloth, aren't you obligated to provide for pilgrims?
Priest: I take no responsibility for what happens.
G: We're in your debt.
Villagaers: Look at that sword...
Villagaers: Is it real?
Villagaers: Look at his left arm.
Priest: Elder, find lodgings for them.
Ser: That was clever.
I: Well, I'm hungry.
Flora: Use your eyes and decide for yourself
Flora: what this fateful encounter means for you.
Title,: Fight for Survival Against the Demonic Legion
Sch: Everyone, please tie this on a finger.
I: Hair? Is it yours?
Ser: Why?
Sch: So I can mindspeak with everyone.
Iva: She means telepathy.
I: Mindspeak? Sounds like a hoax.
Sch: Stupid monkey.
I: Who you calling "monkey," bitch?!
Sch: This is an application of contagious magic,
Sch: which employs a part of the caster's body.
Ser: A little like using bits of nail or hair cuttings for a curse?
Sch: To some degree,
Sch: anyone can use the mind for direct communication with another.
Sch: But it requires connecting one's od...
: one's spiritual magnetic force with the other's.
I: I'm only connected to you? And the rest?
Sch: Connecting two who haven't trained at all would be impossible.
Sch: So...
Sch: When we deal with the trolls,
Sch: I need you all to follow my instructions.
Iva: Obviously.
I: What the hell?! No way!
I: Who's gonna listen to a little girl like you?
Sch: It is the most logical approach.
Sch: As the sole mage, only I can monitor the operation
: and communicate with you.
Ser: That is true.
Ser: When it comes to trolls, you're the specialist.
G: Well, why not?
G: This is her mission, anyway.
P: Salute the commander, private!
I: Damn it to hell!
P: If you flee before the enemy, you'll be sh*t for desertion, Private Monkey!
I: Who're you calling "monkey"?
Ser: Honestly...
F: What is wrong with him?
Ser: He wanted to be in charge.
I: Damn it!
Morgan: Boy, are you practicing the sword?
Morgan: Being alone is dangerous.
I: And what're you up to?
Morgan: I'd thought to catch you all some fish for supper, but no luck.
Morgan: Well, I hope potato soup will do.
I: I've gotta say, this village is kinda crummy.
I: This deep in the valley,
I: you get a half-day's worth of sun, at best.
Morgan: Back in my grandfather's time,
Morgan: the village did pretty well as a resting point along a major route.
Morgan: But that time is past.
Morgan: Still, we shouldn't just go quietly, you know?
Morgan: I have faith in you all.
Morgan: Boy, why are you traveling with them?
Morgan: Is it because you serve the black swordsman?
I: No!
I: I'm traveling to hone my battle skills!
I: Guts and I have a contract that he'll teach me swordsmanship.
Morgan: Oh?
Morgan: That swordsman is very strong, swinging that giant sword.
I: Right?
I: He isn't just strong. He's a monster!
Morgan: You look up to him, huh?
I: Look up to him? No, thanks!
I: I'm using him, see?
I: Well, I'm okay with saying he's my goal... for now.
Morgan: I see.
Morgan: Do you have any family?
I: Heh, who cares about that?
I: It's none of your business.
I: And what about you?
I: I bet your family isn't too keen on your going to find a witch.
I: Besides, what's up with the villagers?
I: After you risked your neck fetching a witch, even a half-baked one,
I: they treat you like some liar!
I: What a heartless bunch.
I: Why don't you just leave?
I: What's the point of sticking around this hole in the ground?
Morgan: My family's bones rest here.
I: Trolls get them?
Morgan: No, it was before all that. There was famine.
Morgan: I'm grateful that the villagers trusted the fate of this place to me.
: I don't hate them.
Morgan: Actually, I'm rather grateful.
Morgan: I was able to see her one last time before my death.
: I think all men are the same.
: As a boy, you love to imagine adventures.
Morgan: I'd neglect my chores to go to the mountains and forests,
: trying to find witches and catch elves.
Morgan: Like you said, I dreamed of leaving this small village behind someday,
Morgan: and going to make my fortune on the wide sea beyond Vritannis.
Morgan: That is...
Morgan: until my mother fell ill.
Morgan: I don't really remember much about those times,
Morgan: but I found myself wandering the depths of the forest.
Morgan: To find a cure for my mother, I must've sought out the witch.
Morgan: I reached her mansion in a dream-like trance.
Morgan: The medicine I brought back saved my mother's life.
Morgan: But she had aged immensely.
Morgan: That's when I began to help with chores
: and stopped going to the forest.
Morgan: And now, I'm old.
Morgan: With the passage of time, my memories have grown fuzzy.
Morgan: Did everything really happen?
Morgan: But back there, deep in the forest, she was still waiting for me.
Morgan: Still looking exactly the same.
Morgan: That is enough for me.
I: Just stop!
I: I don't need stories of has-beens when I'm just starting my life!
P: Kids these days.
I: You clung to a fairy tale dream, and one day, you woke up old!
I: I'm pursuing my dream! I'm not like you!
I: Listening's gonna k*ll my ambition.
I: Later!
Morgan: Oh, you were listening?
Morgan: That boy seems to hold you in high regard.
Sch: When the trolls att*ck, the villagers will seek shelter at this church.
Sch: We have no choice but to set a defense around this place.
Sch: I have to keep it together.
Sch: But there is something else about this place...
Sch: What?
Kids: Get out, witch.
Kids: The reverend says witches and trolls are the same!
G: Scoping out the b*ttlefield?
Sch: Sounds about right.
G: Didn't you have things you wanted to tell that pastor?
Iva: I hate him, that fox-eyes.
Sch: It isn't just the pastor.
Sch: I think everyone in the physical realm is wrong.
Sch: The hill on which the church stands...
: Once, a temple to the spirits of this land was here.
Sch: To stamp spirits out of existence,
: the Holy See built many churches
Sch: on places sacred to those who revered spirits.
Sch: Their doctrine has become
Sch: naught but a tool to demonstrate their authority.
Sch: People fight in God's name and pray for salvation in God's name,
Sch: but the key to their salvation may lie
Sch: in the very entities they choose to forget.
G: That includes you witches, huh?
Sch: My mistress used to live around these parts.
Sch: I heard she visited the poor villages, delivering messages from spirits,
Sch: notifying people of weather changes, and healing the sick.
Sch: Her magic saved countless lives.
Sch: But once the Holy See's influence spread to this region
Sch: and they began building churches here,
Sch: the people turned on her and chased her into the forest.
Sch: Ever since then,
Sch: she's lived in the forest, as though in hiding, away from human eyes.
Sch: But now, they seek her help, as if nothing had happened.
Sch: I can't forgive what they've done.
Sch: If it weren't because of my mistress, who'd bother helping this village?
G: Then don't.
G: If you don't feel up to it,
G: there's no need to risk your life for that ungrateful bunch.
G: Besides, that lady won't live long, so all the more reason not to.
G: Doing something you don't want to, just because you're told to, is weak.
Sch: How rude and irresponsible!
Sch: I brought you here against my will...
Sch: He can't be part of my destiny! Never!
F: Come on, hold still.
Ser: Lady Farnese, since she can't talk,
Ser: is there any point in tying hair to her?
F: But Schierke said we should, regardless.
F: Apparently, images can be communicated.
F: But I don't really understand.
F: Stay still.
Ser: To be honest, I think this troll mission...
Ser: rather, this entire journey
Ser: should have been stopped in the first place, but...
F: Oh, come now.
F: Casca!
F: All right, now it's fine
Ser: It's changed her...
Ser: Something I wasn't able to do.
Ser: I suppose this smile makes it worth the trouble.
F: We match.
Ser: Spirits of the air.
Ser: Bound by nothing, they go where they wish.
Ser: How ironic.
Ser: I am so unlike them.
Iva: What's wrong?
G: Here they come.
Sch: The trolls are here. To the church!
I: What was that? Could it be...
P: It's telepathy.
F: Serpico!
Ser: Lady Farnese!
Villagers: Hey!
Villagers: Trolls! But why so many?!
Villagers: They mean to overwhelm and devour us.
Villagers: We need to run! We aren't safe here!
Villagers: First, blow the horn!
Villagers: Right.
I: Hey!
I: I just got that mindspeak thing.
I: It sure is useful.
Ser: We should head for the church.
Mom: No!
Ser: Huh?
F: Serpico, remember what Schierke said!
P: Elementals!
I: Pull yourself together!
Ser: Right.
Ser: Uh, so visualize...
Ser: I'm counting on you, spirits!
Ser: Hurry!
Mom: Thank you!
I: Got it!
Ser: They're actually very helpful.
Villagers: Magic...
Villagers: It's real magic!
I: Damn it!
I: Why do you always get to show off?
I: This one's mine!
I: Go, fire!
I: One's enough!
I: Get away!
I: Oh, it works.
Ser: Run, or you'll be eaten!
I: This is pointless!
Ser: Agreed!
I: sh*t!
I: They're eating their own injured!
Ser: If you don't want to end up like that troll, run!
F: Casca!
Ser: Are you all right?
F: Y-Yes...
Ser: I never would have thought
: that Lady Farnese would shield anyone with her body.
Ser: It looks like the silver's warding off evil.
Ser: I'll clear a path.
Ser: Run to the church.
Pastor: Everyone, hurry inside.
Villagers: Look!
Villagers: Someone's surrounded!
Mom: They're the witch's companions.
Mom: They stopped so I could escape!
Villagers: There's no hope for them now.
Pastor: Fools.
Pastor: I warned them.
Pastor: Fool!
Pastor: They can't be dealt with by human means!
Ser: Now's our chance!
Ser: Run to the church!
Elder: Reverend, did you see that?
Villagers: Amazing.
Villagers: He did it!
Villagers: That man might take back the village from the trolls.
Iva: Wow, he's amazing!
Iva: You can't tell who the monster is here.
Sch: Indeed, he seems hardly human.
Sch: Is this also because
Sch: he long resided in the interstice, where mind easily influences matter?
Sch: Or something else?
Sch: What are the shadows I see around his blade?
Sch: Ready, Ivalera?
Iva: I was born ready.
Iva: I put the charm on a wall facing the direction you said.
Iva: Look at her, all nervous.
Sch: Er, hello!
Sch: I'll use magic to erect a shield around the church.
Sch: Everyone should go inside.
Pastor: Accursed witch!
Pastor: Elder, please drag her down right now.
Elder: Oh, but...
Villagers: Magic? No way...
Villagers: I saw her companions rip trolls apart without touching them!
Villagers: Isn't she with the swordsman? If so...
I: There!
P: Yep, baby steps...
Pastor: Stop it!
Iva: Hey, wait a minute!
Pastor: No, I forbid it!
Iva: We're busy. Don't interfere.
Pastor: How dare you perform such evil acts before God?
Pastor: Step down at once.
Iva: Who do you think Schierke is trying to help, anyway?
Pastor: I said to stop!
F: You're the one who needs to stop!
F: She is trying to protect the village!
F: You cannot see that?
Pastor: Silence!
Pastor: Even if we were to survive,
Pastor: if we did so by an evil force, it would have no meaning!
Pastor: God ordained our deaths!
F: This man... is the same.
F: The same as I was before,
: damning people to their deaths in God's name.
F: I have no right to speak.
Pastor: So words will not reach you?
Iva: Stop him!
Iva: When Schierke's chanting, she has no sense of what's going on!
F: Let go of her!
Pastor: Do not interfere!
I: What's going on?
Ser: They got behind us.
Ser: Lady Farnese?
G: Casca!
G: You all go!
G: I can hold here alone.
G: You protect the women and those inside!
Ser: Understood! You handle the rest!
I: Damn, leave some for me!
I: Idiots, out of the way!
Villagers: Hey, did you see that?
Villagers: He leaped... No, flew over us.
P: Well done, my wind army.
I: Why don't you guys try pitching in?
Ser: Isidoro, can you handle things here for a while?
P: See you!
Pastor: Accept it!
Pastor: You must not fear!
F: Casca!
Pastor: Fools...
Iva: Schierke!
Pastor: Oh, God... Take me to thy bosom.
I: That was the last strike.
I: They just keep coming...
I: What's Schierke doing?
I: Guess I'm outta options.
P: But with your skills, I gotta say...
I: Idiot! This is where it counts!
I: sh*t. The sword's thrown me off-balance.
I: You've gotta be kidding.
I: Will I die here?
I: Gramps!
Villagers: Morgan!
Villagers: Hey, you guys!
Villagers: Don't leave it to the kids and elderly!
Villagers: That's right!
Villagers: Damn it!
I: Gramps, hey!
Sch: From the void I call thee, four kings of land, sea, sky and fire.
Sch: Shield us in this circle.
Sch: Light the flame to warm, protect, and guard us.
Sch: Ward us from all harm.
Sch: I call upon thee, the four sacred kings, to come forth and protect us.
Ser: Lady Farnese!
Villagers: The trolls are crumbling...
Villagers: What is this light?
P: His wound's healing!
P: He'll live!
I: This is... her magic?
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Villagers: From the forest of the spirit tree.
Villagers: Even kids.
Villagers: Who is that giant man?
Ser: We have become an exhibition.
I: They're just jealous.
Villagers: Look!
Villagers: Elves!
Villagers: They have otherworldly beings like elves with them.
Villagers: Then, are they real witches?
P: How rude!
Iva: No kidding.
Iva: They lumped me in with you!
Villagers: So one of those two must be...
Morgan: No... Hey, folks.
Morgan: The lady witch is this one here.
I: Why are you hiding?
Sch: Hello.
Villagers: What the hell?
Villagers: No way. She's just a girl.
Elder: Morgan, is this some joke?
Morgan: Uh, no. It's no joke.
I: Uh-oh...
I: Well, not like I blame them.
I: Why not show them a spell or two?
I: Maybe that'll convince them.
Sch: That's impossible!
Sch: You don't use magic to show off.
: That's unthinkable.
Priest: That is why I objected to this, elder.
Elder: Reverend!
I: A pastor.
Ser: This is becoming too complicated...
Priest: Clinging to strange superstitions,
Priest: such as witches, will not solve anything.
Priest: Still, Morgan...
Priest: How could you make a child dress as a witch?
Priest: I'm sure you feel guilt over being the sole survivor,
Priest: but this goes too far.
Morgan: No...
Priest: Your garments suggest you are a traveling troupe.
Priest: Did Morgan beg for help when you were traveling?
Priest: I don't know if this is a diversion to you,
Priest: but you cannot handle those demonic beasts.
Priest: Leave now.
Elder: But if you take a good look, reverend,
Elder: the giant man appears quite formidable.
Elder: Why do we have to chase them off?
Priest: I insist!
Priest: This ordeal is a test of our faith, sent by God.
Priest: We must pray and endure.
Iva: Let's just go back already. They can figure it out.
I: Hey, so we came here, only to be turned away at the door?
I: It's starting to feel stupid.
Priest: Girl, while you may think it a costume,
Priest: you must not dress that way.
Priest: If this were the Holy See, you'd be b*rned at the stake.
Priest: Witches symbolize nothing but sin and evil.
G: We're exhausted from traveling a long way with kids and the ill.
G: Can we lodge here tonight?
Priest: No!
Priest: We have far more important things to—
G: This girl is on a pilgrimage to pray for recovery from illness.
G: As a man of the cloth, aren't you obligated to provide for pilgrims?
Priest: I take no responsibility for what happens.
G: We're in your debt.
Villagaers: Look at that sword...
Villagaers: Is it real?
Villagaers: Look at his left arm.
Priest: Elder, find lodgings for them.
Ser: That was clever.
I: Well, I'm hungry.
Flora: Use your eyes and decide for yourself
Flora: what this fateful encounter means for you.
Title,: Fight for Survival Against the Demonic Legion
Sch: Everyone, please tie this on a finger.
I: Hair? Is it yours?
Ser: Why?
Sch: So I can mindspeak with everyone.
Iva: She means telepathy.
I: Mindspeak? Sounds like a hoax.
Sch: Stupid monkey.
I: Who you calling "monkey," bitch?!
Sch: This is an application of contagious magic,
Sch: which employs a part of the caster's body.
Ser: A little like using bits of nail or hair cuttings for a curse?
Sch: To some degree,
Sch: anyone can use the mind for direct communication with another.
Sch: But it requires connecting one's od...
: one's spiritual magnetic force with the other's.
I: I'm only connected to you? And the rest?
Sch: Connecting two who haven't trained at all would be impossible.
Sch: So...
Sch: When we deal with the trolls,
Sch: I need you all to follow my instructions.
Iva: Obviously.
I: What the hell?! No way!
I: Who's gonna listen to a little girl like you?
Sch: It is the most logical approach.
Sch: As the sole mage, only I can monitor the operation
: and communicate with you.
Ser: That is true.
Ser: When it comes to trolls, you're the specialist.
G: Well, why not?
G: This is her mission, anyway.
P: Salute the commander, private!
I: Damn it to hell!
P: If you flee before the enemy, you'll be sh*t for desertion, Private Monkey!
I: Who're you calling "monkey"?
Ser: Honestly...
F: What is wrong with him?
Ser: He wanted to be in charge.
I: Damn it!
Morgan: Boy, are you practicing the sword?
Morgan: Being alone is dangerous.
I: And what're you up to?
Morgan: I'd thought to catch you all some fish for supper, but no luck.
Morgan: Well, I hope potato soup will do.
I: I've gotta say, this village is kinda crummy.
I: This deep in the valley,
I: you get a half-day's worth of sun, at best.
Morgan: Back in my grandfather's time,
Morgan: the village did pretty well as a resting point along a major route.
Morgan: But that time is past.
Morgan: Still, we shouldn't just go quietly, you know?
Morgan: I have faith in you all.
Morgan: Boy, why are you traveling with them?
Morgan: Is it because you serve the black swordsman?
I: No!
I: I'm traveling to hone my battle skills!
I: Guts and I have a contract that he'll teach me swordsmanship.
Morgan: Oh?
Morgan: That swordsman is very strong, swinging that giant sword.
I: Right?
I: He isn't just strong. He's a monster!
Morgan: You look up to him, huh?
I: Look up to him? No, thanks!
I: I'm using him, see?
I: Well, I'm okay with saying he's my goal... for now.
Morgan: I see.
Morgan: Do you have any family?
I: Heh, who cares about that?
I: It's none of your business.
I: And what about you?
I: I bet your family isn't too keen on your going to find a witch.
I: Besides, what's up with the villagers?
I: After you risked your neck fetching a witch, even a half-baked one,
I: they treat you like some liar!
I: What a heartless bunch.
I: Why don't you just leave?
I: What's the point of sticking around this hole in the ground?
Morgan: My family's bones rest here.
I: Trolls get them?
Morgan: No, it was before all that. There was famine.
Morgan: I'm grateful that the villagers trusted the fate of this place to me.
: I don't hate them.
Morgan: Actually, I'm rather grateful.
Morgan: I was able to see her one last time before my death.
: I think all men are the same.
: As a boy, you love to imagine adventures.
Morgan: I'd neglect my chores to go to the mountains and forests,
: trying to find witches and catch elves.
Morgan: Like you said, I dreamed of leaving this small village behind someday,
Morgan: and going to make my fortune on the wide sea beyond Vritannis.
Morgan: That is...
Morgan: until my mother fell ill.
Morgan: I don't really remember much about those times,
Morgan: but I found myself wandering the depths of the forest.
Morgan: To find a cure for my mother, I must've sought out the witch.
Morgan: I reached her mansion in a dream-like trance.
Morgan: The medicine I brought back saved my mother's life.
Morgan: But she had aged immensely.
Morgan: That's when I began to help with chores
: and stopped going to the forest.
Morgan: And now, I'm old.
Morgan: With the passage of time, my memories have grown fuzzy.
Morgan: Did everything really happen?
Morgan: But back there, deep in the forest, she was still waiting for me.
Morgan: Still looking exactly the same.
Morgan: That is enough for me.
I: Just stop!
I: I don't need stories of has-beens when I'm just starting my life!
P: Kids these days.
I: You clung to a fairy tale dream, and one day, you woke up old!
I: I'm pursuing my dream! I'm not like you!
I: Listening's gonna k*ll my ambition.
I: Later!
Morgan: Oh, you were listening?
Morgan: That boy seems to hold you in high regard.
Sch: When the trolls att*ck, the villagers will seek shelter at this church.
Sch: We have no choice but to set a defense around this place.
Sch: I have to keep it together.
Sch: But there is something else about this place...
Sch: What?
Kids: Get out, witch.
Kids: The reverend says witches and trolls are the same!
G: Scoping out the b*ttlefield?
Sch: Sounds about right.
G: Didn't you have things you wanted to tell that pastor?
Iva: I hate him, that fox-eyes.
Sch: It isn't just the pastor.
Sch: I think everyone in the physical realm is wrong.
Sch: The hill on which the church stands...
: Once, a temple to the spirits of this land was here.
Sch: To stamp spirits out of existence,
: the Holy See built many churches
Sch: on places sacred to those who revered spirits.
Sch: Their doctrine has become
Sch: naught but a tool to demonstrate their authority.
Sch: People fight in God's name and pray for salvation in God's name,
Sch: but the key to their salvation may lie
Sch: in the very entities they choose to forget.
G: That includes you witches, huh?
Sch: My mistress used to live around these parts.
Sch: I heard she visited the poor villages, delivering messages from spirits,
Sch: notifying people of weather changes, and healing the sick.
Sch: Her magic saved countless lives.
Sch: But once the Holy See's influence spread to this region
Sch: and they began building churches here,
Sch: the people turned on her and chased her into the forest.
Sch: Ever since then,
Sch: she's lived in the forest, as though in hiding, away from human eyes.
Sch: But now, they seek her help, as if nothing had happened.
Sch: I can't forgive what they've done.
Sch: If it weren't because of my mistress, who'd bother helping this village?
G: Then don't.
G: If you don't feel up to it,
G: there's no need to risk your life for that ungrateful bunch.
G: Besides, that lady won't live long, so all the more reason not to.
G: Doing something you don't want to, just because you're told to, is weak.
Sch: How rude and irresponsible!
Sch: I brought you here against my will...
Sch: He can't be part of my destiny! Never!
F: Come on, hold still.
Ser: Lady Farnese, since she can't talk,
Ser: is there any point in tying hair to her?
F: But Schierke said we should, regardless.
F: Apparently, images can be communicated.
F: But I don't really understand.
F: Stay still.
Ser: To be honest, I think this troll mission...
Ser: rather, this entire journey
Ser: should have been stopped in the first place, but...
F: Oh, come now.
F: Casca!
F: All right, now it's fine
Ser: It's changed her...
Ser: Something I wasn't able to do.
Ser: I suppose this smile makes it worth the trouble.
F: We match.
Ser: Spirits of the air.
Ser: Bound by nothing, they go where they wish.
Ser: How ironic.
Ser: I am so unlike them.
Iva: What's wrong?
G: Here they come.
Sch: The trolls are here. To the church!
I: What was that? Could it be...
P: It's telepathy.
F: Serpico!
Ser: Lady Farnese!
Villagers: Hey!
Villagers: Trolls! But why so many?!
Villagers: They mean to overwhelm and devour us.
Villagers: We need to run! We aren't safe here!
Villagers: First, blow the horn!
Villagers: Right.
I: Hey!
I: I just got that mindspeak thing.
I: It sure is useful.
Ser: We should head for the church.
Mom: No!
Ser: Huh?
F: Serpico, remember what Schierke said!
P: Elementals!
I: Pull yourself together!
Ser: Right.
Ser: Uh, so visualize...
Ser: I'm counting on you, spirits!
Ser: Hurry!
Mom: Thank you!
I: Got it!
Ser: They're actually very helpful.
Villagers: Magic...
Villagers: It's real magic!
I: Damn it!
I: Why do you always get to show off?
I: This one's mine!
I: Go, fire!
I: One's enough!
I: Get away!
I: Oh, it works.
Ser: Run, or you'll be eaten!
I: This is pointless!
Ser: Agreed!
I: sh*t!
I: They're eating their own injured!
Ser: If you don't want to end up like that troll, run!
F: Casca!
Ser: Are you all right?
F: Y-Yes...
Ser: I never would have thought
: that Lady Farnese would shield anyone with her body.
Ser: It looks like the silver's warding off evil.
Ser: I'll clear a path.
Ser: Run to the church.
Pastor: Everyone, hurry inside.
Villagers: Look!
Villagers: Someone's surrounded!
Mom: They're the witch's companions.
Mom: They stopped so I could escape!
Villagers: There's no hope for them now.
Pastor: Fools.
Pastor: I warned them.
Pastor: Fool!
Pastor: They can't be dealt with by human means!
Ser: Now's our chance!
Ser: Run to the church!
Elder: Reverend, did you see that?
Villagers: Amazing.
Villagers: He did it!
Villagers: That man might take back the village from the trolls.
Iva: Wow, he's amazing!
Iva: You can't tell who the monster is here.
Sch: Indeed, he seems hardly human.
Sch: Is this also because
Sch: he long resided in the interstice, where mind easily influences matter?
Sch: Or something else?
Sch: What are the shadows I see around his blade?
Sch: Ready, Ivalera?
Iva: I was born ready.
Iva: I put the charm on a wall facing the direction you said.
Iva: Look at her, all nervous.
Sch: Er, hello!
Sch: I'll use magic to erect a shield around the church.
Sch: Everyone should go inside.
Pastor: Accursed witch!
Pastor: Elder, please drag her down right now.
Elder: Oh, but...
Villagers: Magic? No way...
Villagers: I saw her companions rip trolls apart without touching them!
Villagers: Isn't she with the swordsman? If so...
I: There!
P: Yep, baby steps...
Pastor: Stop it!
Iva: Hey, wait a minute!
Pastor: No, I forbid it!
Iva: We're busy. Don't interfere.
Pastor: How dare you perform such evil acts before God?
Pastor: Step down at once.
Iva: Who do you think Schierke is trying to help, anyway?
Pastor: I said to stop!
F: You're the one who needs to stop!
F: She is trying to protect the village!
F: You cannot see that?
Pastor: Silence!
Pastor: Even if we were to survive,
Pastor: if we did so by an evil force, it would have no meaning!
Pastor: God ordained our deaths!
F: This man... is the same.
F: The same as I was before,
: damning people to their deaths in God's name.
F: I have no right to speak.
Pastor: So words will not reach you?
Iva: Stop him!
Iva: When Schierke's chanting, she has no sense of what's going on!
F: Let go of her!
Pastor: Do not interfere!
I: What's going on?
Ser: They got behind us.
Ser: Lady Farnese?
G: Casca!
G: You all go!
G: I can hold here alone.
G: You protect the women and those inside!
Ser: Understood! You handle the rest!
I: Damn, leave some for me!
I: Idiots, out of the way!
Villagers: Hey, did you see that?
Villagers: He leaped... No, flew over us.
P: Well done, my wind army.
I: Why don't you guys try pitching in?
Ser: Isidoro, can you handle things here for a while?
P: See you!
Pastor: Accept it!
Pastor: You must not fear!
F: Casca!
Pastor: Fools...
Iva: Schierke!
Pastor: Oh, God... Take me to thy bosom.
I: That was the last strike.
I: They just keep coming...
I: What's Schierke doing?
I: Guess I'm outta options.
P: But with your skills, I gotta say...
I: Idiot! This is where it counts!
I: sh*t. The sword's thrown me off-balance.
I: You've gotta be kidding.
I: Will I die here?
I: Gramps!
Villagers: Morgan!
Villagers: Hey, you guys!
Villagers: Don't leave it to the kids and elderly!
Villagers: That's right!
Villagers: Damn it!
I: Gramps, hey!
Sch: From the void I call thee, four kings of land, sea, sky and fire.
Sch: Shield us in this circle.
Sch: Light the flame to warm, protect, and guard us.
Sch: Ward us from all harm.
Sch: I call upon thee, the four sacred kings, to come forth and protect us.
Ser: Lady Farnese!
Villagers: The trolls are crumbling...
Villagers: What is this light?
P: His wound's healing!
P: He'll live!
I: This is... her magic?
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Is this punishment or...
I am wielding a blade for another's protection...
Fine! Come at me, you mad apes!
Guess I'll go for a hundred consecutive kills.
I missed you, boy. It's been a while.
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