02x16 - Forest of Demonic Beasts
Posted: 07/26/23 08:27
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F: Please guide us.
I: If you say enemies can become friends overnight,
I: maybe you should throw yourself on the ground and apologize, eh?
I: Can you manage that, you smug noble?
F: This is all I can do now.
F: I swear I shall make amends.
G: Why are priests and nobles so over the top?
G: Do what you want.
F: Th-Then...
I: Well, that was quick.
G: I don't need you to make amends or apologies.
G: I k*lled your guys, too. It goes both ways.
G: But no thanks to being your guide.
G: Not my thing.
G: I don't know what you want to learn, but do what you like.
G: Stay out of my way, and I won't interfere.
F: We are grateful.
G: No need for that yet.
G: Coming with us means you won't be able to sleep at night.
P: They're coming, Isidoro!
I: I know!
Ser: Lady Farnese, please keep the fire going!
F: I... I am ready!
F: No, Casca!
F: You cannot wander around!
G: Here they come!
I: Come at me, you ghouls!
Title,Sign : Forest of Demonic Beasts
I: Take that...
P: Oh, tasty!
Ser: I tried adding marrow from the fox we caught yesterday.
I: Why?
P: Pico, you do good work!
G: Think of your size. Why hold your sword over your head?
G: If you want to become a sellsword, use your brains.
Ser: Would you like more salt?
I: What if I get brain damage before I get the chance to think?
P: We did have a workout earlier...
P: Dropey, it's almost dinnertime.
P: Get Farnese and Casca will you?
I: You guys are getting good at this domestic life thing.
Ser: Lady Farnese, these are...
F: Mushrooms.
F: I found them earlier.
Ser: They're poisonous.
Ser: We can't eat them.
F: R-Really?
I: Hey! My holiday best!
Ser: You can stop. I'll take it from here.
G: What're you doing?
G: Never mind. Focus on protecting Casca and the fire!
F: I am so useless.
F: It's laughable, really.
F: I have been quite cruel to you.
F: I apologize.
F: I never realized my insignificance.
F: Casca, please wait a moment.
F: This will add to our provisions, at least a bit.
F: Huh?
F: Damn you.
F: I failed...
F: Let us return, Casca.
F: Casca?
F: Casca!
F: It's... It's my fault!
F: Casca!
F: What should I do?
F: I don't even know the way back.
F: Cas—
F: Someone!
F: Serpico...
P: Oh, there she is.
P: Over here!
Ser: Lady Farnese, you're unharmed.
I: Man, not a care in the world, huh?
I: And we were all scrambling to protect Casca...
F: Casca!
F: Is Casca all right?
I: She's more than all right.
I: Her stomach led her back before dinner.
I: Good, we can finally get some sleep.
I: Don't cause so much trouble, okay?
I: Why is the babysitter getting lost?
F: Serpico?
Ser: Yes, my lady?
F: I have caused you trouble.
F: What's wrong?
Ser: Nothing, my lady.
Ser: Are you returning to the Holy See?
F: Who...
F: Who would go back?
Elder: If you're heading to the Port of Vritannis, be careful.
Elder: It's become a garrison for the allied forces.
Elder: I hear the Kushans are about to start a major battle there.
Elder: Even if the allied forces repel the Kushans,
Elder: they'll carve up the kingdom amongst themselves.
Elder: Midland may even cease to exist...
Elder: Well, not that any of that matters to us shepherds.
Elder: Are you a Midlander?
Elder: Things must be difficult for you.
G: No, we were only living there for a while.
Elder: Oh, I just remembered!
Elder: Beware if you're taking that path,
Elder: especially around the pass.
I: What the hell, Gramps?
I: Are you saying bandits are about?
Elder: That wouldn't be so bad,
Elder: but what's out and about aren't human folk.
Elder: They're trolls!
I: Trolls?
I: sh*t...
I: How can I land one hit on Guts?
P: Wouldn't you have better luck throwing stones?
I: Unless I use the sword, it's pointless.
P: Your skills with rocks aren't bad, though.
I: Well, sure.
I: Got meat.
P: A double throw, huh? Clever.
I: Ow!
I: sh*t! That didn't work, either!
G: Not bad.
G: You were doing well that time.
G: But if you always att*ck from below, the opponent will anticipate you.
G: You need to figure out how to be less predictable.
G: About your last att*ck,
G: you should aim for gaps in the armor.
G: You're not strong enough to pierce it.
I: I see...
I: Hey, is this good enough?
G: What?
I: Isn't training usually
: practicing basics for a long time and inheriting techniques and stuff?
G: You're practicing basics every day.
I: But...
G: Do you plan to only go into battle
G: after training for dozens of years and becoming a master swordsman?
G: That's a pretty long game.
I: N-No, I don't!
G: Then you need to manage with what you have now.
G: Isn't that what you've been doing all this time?
Ser: You are kind to him.
Ser: If it isn't too much trouble, could you help me gather firewood?
Ser: Well, these are a little damp...
G: Let's just get down to it.
Ser: What do you mean?
G: Drop the act.
G: You wanted privacy, so we could finish the duel.
Ser: What are you talking about?
Ser: I wanted to get to know you better. That's all.
Ser: Have a heart-to-heart.
G: Huh?
G: You aren't making any sense!
G: If you don't want to fight, I'm off.
Ser: To be completely honest, I'd like you to die.
G: You finally have the same look as when we fought.
Ser: But this is what Lady Farnese wants.
Ser: The look on her face, like a child who's just sobbed her heart out.
Ser: I've never seen her so vulnerable.
Ser: You've changed her.
Ser: Well, as long as Lady Farnese chooses to continue her journey,
Ser: I intend, as her aide, to maintain good relations with you.
G: You worry too much.
I: What the hell?
I: What's going on?
I: Hey! Bandits?
I: All right!
I: Are you okay?
P: He isn't human!
I: What?
I: What the...
Elder: But what's out and about aren't human folk.
I: So this is what he meant!
I: I'll handle this.
Iva: Oh, my.
Iva: He's going to die.
Iva: What are you going to do?
I: I'm not scared of you...
I: You rotten monkey!
I: I'll get ya!
P: Isidoro!
I: I... I'm gonna die!
I: Berries?
Schierke: Don't move.
Schierke: Look all around you.
I: Wh-When'd they show up?
Schierke: The rest of you, come here.
Schierke: Listen to me.
Schierke: No matter what happens, do not leave or break this circle.
I: Wh-What's this?
P: It's magic!
P: This is a magical ritual!
F: Magic?
F: Then, is she...
Iva: That's right. She's a witch, see? A witch.
P: A fae like me...
P: It's been too long!
Iva: Hey, who do you think you are?
Iva: Yodo hegh vau hegh.
Iva: Adonai tsabaut.
Iva: Eghehyeh...
Iva: Argrah.
I: They're everywhere!
I: Wh-What the...
I: Wow.
I: What's going on?
Schierke: I say this with the best of intentions,
Schierke: but you should leave as soon as possible.
I: N-No need for you to worry.
I: We're used to monsters like them.
Sch: Excuse me, but with your sword skill,
Sch: you won't survive another encounter.
I: What?!
I: H-Hang on a second, hag!
I: Wh-What the...
I: These don't belong to no hag.
I: I mean, there's hardly anything!
I: You're just a kid?
G: Hey, what's wrong?
Ser: Lady Farnese!
G: What happened here?
F: Well...
Sch: What's with those two?
Sch: It's as if they attract distortions.
I: Damn it all...
I: That witch girl!
G: You did well.
G: You have my thanks.
I: Coming from you, it just makes me all itchy.
P: Well, ultimately, the little witch saved us, including the monkey.
G: I don't want anything like that to happen again.
Ser: She's grown quite fond of you, Lady Farnese.
F: Y-You think so?
I: Hey! Stop!
I: Stop it!
I: Stop!
I: Stop, I said!
: Stop! Hey, stop!
I: Huh? What?
P: Okay... There you go.
Ser: What happened?
Morgan: We were att*cked by trolls.
Morgan: There were five others with me, but everyone else was...
Morgan: But I can't just return to our village.
Morgan: There's a place I need to go.
Morgan: I am Morgan, of Enoch Village.
Morgan: Travelers such as you may not know this,
Morgan: but tales of fae and witches have always been told in these parts.
Morgan: Even still, not many of us believed those tales.
Morgan: At least, not until that fateful night.
I: What fateful night?
Morgan: A band of trolls att*cked the village.
Morgan: They came, like something out of the pages of a tale,
Morgan: appearing from the darkness.
Morgan: Ever since that day, our world was changed forever!
Morgan: It's as if our lives were a lie.
Ser: So do you bear a message to your lord?
Morgan: Our lord has gone to Vritannis for battle.
Morgan: The fortress is empty.
Morgan: Even if I took him the news,
Morgan: I doubt he'd send men because he'd think trolls don't exist!
I: What's your plan, then?
Morgan: We counter the legend with another legend.
Morgan: A witch... That's who we're thinking of asking for help.
I: A witch?
Morgan: They say a witch's house stands deep in this forest.
Morgan: It's said that only those invited by the mistress
: of the house are allowed to reach it.
I: Does that mean this forest is under a witch's spell?
I: Wouldn't that mean looking for her is pointless?
Morgan: From time to time,
: children in the village claim to have seen the house.
Schierke: Someone has breached the barrier.
Schierke: Elementals...
P: What is this?
I: W-Wow...
Morgan: I knew it wasn't a dream!
Morgan: No one believed me.
Morgan: And after so many years, even I thought I had dreamed it.
I: That witch girl must be here, too!
G: What is this strange sensation?
G: Isidoro!
G: Get away from there!
I: Huh?
I: What?
I: What's with the dumb-looking statue?
I: What a laugh! Er, uh...
Morgan: Wait... Let me speak to it.
Ser: Morgan!
G: That thing won't listen to you!
G: Stay back, Gramps.
I: sh*t! It regrew its arm!
G: A ghoul?
G: Could it serve the apostles?
Ser: This is...
I: Creepy fucks!
I: Wh-What's up with them?!
G: There's no end to them.
Iva: Hey, look! Look at that man's sword!
F: No!
Ser: That's...
Ser: Everyone,
Ser: the golems have a small doll embedded near the symbols on their chests.
Ser: Once you remove the dolls, they cannot regenerate!
Iva: Oops, they figured it out.
G: I see.
G: Now that we know...
I: Isidoropkick!
: Yes!
Iva: What now, Schierke?
Iva: They'll destroy every single one!
Schierke: I have no choice.
Flora: Enough.
F: Wh-What happened?
I: They suddenly stopped moving.
I: I knew it was her!
F: The witch!
Schierke: Everyone, this way, please.
Schierke: My mistress will see you.
I: Oh, yeah? Great!
I: I'll fight her!
Ser: What will we do?
G: We did get an invitation.
G: Let's go meet this witch.
I: Wow, this is fun!
I: It's more like a nest than a house.
I: I feel like I've turned into a squirrel.
Sch: You, there.
Sch: Don't touch anything on the desk without permission.
Iva: What a kid!
I: Wait, so you aren't the witch people talk about?
Sch: I am Schierke, and I am still an apprentice.
Iva: I am Ivalera, her guardian.
I: Oh, so you're just a trainee.
I: I'm Isidoro.
I: You did quite a number on me!
I: Thanks to you, I was living in my ancestors' shoes for a half day.
Sch: That was because you grabbed me in a strange manner!
I: Strange?
I: Just tell me what you mean.
I: I'm only a monkey, so...
Sch: Like I said, a strange manner!
Iva: Her boobs.
Sch: L-Like I said...
Iva: Boobs!
G: Quit it. It's getting on my nerves.
G: Anyway, can you take us to her already?
G: The one you call your mistress?
Sch: This way, please.
Sch: I brought them, mistress.
Flora: Welcome to the mansion of the spirit tree.
Flora: Please forgive the discourtesy of my apprentice.
Flora: She was only concerned for my safety.
I: So she's the witch?
I: I totally thought she'd have
: a pointy noise and be all shriveled, like some monster...
Sch: H-How dare you?
Flora: Why, thank you.
Flora: I'll take that as a compliment.
Morgan: Fifty years ago, the medicine you gave me
Morgan: saved my mother from certain death.
Morgan: I can't believe my eyes... You look exactly the same.
Flora: I remember you.
Flora: You were the boy from back then.
Flora: It has been a while.
Flora: You've never taken the life of any of my brethren.
Flora: But if you had, it would have been a sin shared by all who serve God.
Flora: I would not seek retribution from you alone.
F: How did she know?
Flora: As for you two who bear the brand...
G: How did you know that?
Flora: I am glad I could meet you.
Flora: I have been waiting for you.
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She knows about the brand?
He is still alive.
That's... a brand of sacrifice, isn't it?
Schierke, aid them.
It's a key, linking the mortal realm and the deepest part of the spirit realm.
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F: Please guide us.
I: If you say enemies can become friends overnight,
I: maybe you should throw yourself on the ground and apologize, eh?
I: Can you manage that, you smug noble?
F: This is all I can do now.
F: I swear I shall make amends.
G: Why are priests and nobles so over the top?
G: Do what you want.
F: Th-Then...
I: Well, that was quick.
G: I don't need you to make amends or apologies.
G: I k*lled your guys, too. It goes both ways.
G: But no thanks to being your guide.
G: Not my thing.
G: I don't know what you want to learn, but do what you like.
G: Stay out of my way, and I won't interfere.
F: We are grateful.
G: No need for that yet.
G: Coming with us means you won't be able to sleep at night.
P: They're coming, Isidoro!
I: I know!
Ser: Lady Farnese, please keep the fire going!
F: I... I am ready!
F: No, Casca!
F: You cannot wander around!
G: Here they come!
I: Come at me, you ghouls!
Title,Sign : Forest of Demonic Beasts
I: Take that...
P: Oh, tasty!
Ser: I tried adding marrow from the fox we caught yesterday.
I: Why?
P: Pico, you do good work!
G: Think of your size. Why hold your sword over your head?
G: If you want to become a sellsword, use your brains.
Ser: Would you like more salt?
I: What if I get brain damage before I get the chance to think?
P: We did have a workout earlier...
P: Dropey, it's almost dinnertime.
P: Get Farnese and Casca will you?
I: You guys are getting good at this domestic life thing.
Ser: Lady Farnese, these are...
F: Mushrooms.
F: I found them earlier.
Ser: They're poisonous.
Ser: We can't eat them.
F: R-Really?
I: Hey! My holiday best!
Ser: You can stop. I'll take it from here.
G: What're you doing?
G: Never mind. Focus on protecting Casca and the fire!
F: I am so useless.
F: It's laughable, really.
F: I have been quite cruel to you.
F: I apologize.
F: I never realized my insignificance.
F: Casca, please wait a moment.
F: This will add to our provisions, at least a bit.
F: Huh?
F: Damn you.
F: I failed...
F: Let us return, Casca.
F: Casca?
F: Casca!
F: It's... It's my fault!
F: Casca!
F: What should I do?
F: I don't even know the way back.
F: Cas—
F: Someone!
F: Serpico...
P: Oh, there she is.
P: Over here!
Ser: Lady Farnese, you're unharmed.
I: Man, not a care in the world, huh?
I: And we were all scrambling to protect Casca...
F: Casca!
F: Is Casca all right?
I: She's more than all right.
I: Her stomach led her back before dinner.
I: Good, we can finally get some sleep.
I: Don't cause so much trouble, okay?
I: Why is the babysitter getting lost?
F: Serpico?
Ser: Yes, my lady?
F: I have caused you trouble.
F: What's wrong?
Ser: Nothing, my lady.
Ser: Are you returning to the Holy See?
F: Who...
F: Who would go back?
Elder: If you're heading to the Port of Vritannis, be careful.
Elder: It's become a garrison for the allied forces.
Elder: I hear the Kushans are about to start a major battle there.
Elder: Even if the allied forces repel the Kushans,
Elder: they'll carve up the kingdom amongst themselves.
Elder: Midland may even cease to exist...
Elder: Well, not that any of that matters to us shepherds.
Elder: Are you a Midlander?
Elder: Things must be difficult for you.
G: No, we were only living there for a while.
Elder: Oh, I just remembered!
Elder: Beware if you're taking that path,
Elder: especially around the pass.
I: What the hell, Gramps?
I: Are you saying bandits are about?
Elder: That wouldn't be so bad,
Elder: but what's out and about aren't human folk.
Elder: They're trolls!
I: Trolls?
I: sh*t...
I: How can I land one hit on Guts?
P: Wouldn't you have better luck throwing stones?
I: Unless I use the sword, it's pointless.
P: Your skills with rocks aren't bad, though.
I: Well, sure.
I: Got meat.
P: A double throw, huh? Clever.
I: Ow!
I: sh*t! That didn't work, either!
G: Not bad.
G: You were doing well that time.
G: But if you always att*ck from below, the opponent will anticipate you.
G: You need to figure out how to be less predictable.
G: About your last att*ck,
G: you should aim for gaps in the armor.
G: You're not strong enough to pierce it.
I: I see...
I: Hey, is this good enough?
G: What?
I: Isn't training usually
: practicing basics for a long time and inheriting techniques and stuff?
G: You're practicing basics every day.
I: But...
G: Do you plan to only go into battle
G: after training for dozens of years and becoming a master swordsman?
G: That's a pretty long game.
I: N-No, I don't!
G: Then you need to manage with what you have now.
G: Isn't that what you've been doing all this time?
Ser: You are kind to him.
Ser: If it isn't too much trouble, could you help me gather firewood?
Ser: Well, these are a little damp...
G: Let's just get down to it.
Ser: What do you mean?
G: Drop the act.
G: You wanted privacy, so we could finish the duel.
Ser: What are you talking about?
Ser: I wanted to get to know you better. That's all.
Ser: Have a heart-to-heart.
G: Huh?
G: You aren't making any sense!
G: If you don't want to fight, I'm off.
Ser: To be completely honest, I'd like you to die.
G: You finally have the same look as when we fought.
Ser: But this is what Lady Farnese wants.
Ser: The look on her face, like a child who's just sobbed her heart out.
Ser: I've never seen her so vulnerable.
Ser: You've changed her.
Ser: Well, as long as Lady Farnese chooses to continue her journey,
Ser: I intend, as her aide, to maintain good relations with you.
G: You worry too much.
I: What the hell?
I: What's going on?
I: Hey! Bandits?
I: All right!
I: Are you okay?
P: He isn't human!
I: What?
I: What the...
Elder: But what's out and about aren't human folk.
I: So this is what he meant!
I: I'll handle this.
Iva: Oh, my.
Iva: He's going to die.
Iva: What are you going to do?
I: I'm not scared of you...
I: You rotten monkey!
I: I'll get ya!
P: Isidoro!
I: I... I'm gonna die!
I: Berries?
Schierke: Don't move.
Schierke: Look all around you.
I: Wh-When'd they show up?
Schierke: The rest of you, come here.
Schierke: Listen to me.
Schierke: No matter what happens, do not leave or break this circle.
I: Wh-What's this?
P: It's magic!
P: This is a magical ritual!
F: Magic?
F: Then, is she...
Iva: That's right. She's a witch, see? A witch.
P: A fae like me...
P: It's been too long!
Iva: Hey, who do you think you are?
Iva: Yodo hegh vau hegh.
Iva: Adonai tsabaut.
Iva: Eghehyeh...
Iva: Argrah.
I: They're everywhere!
I: Wh-What the...
I: Wow.
I: What's going on?
Schierke: I say this with the best of intentions,
Schierke: but you should leave as soon as possible.
I: N-No need for you to worry.
I: We're used to monsters like them.
Sch: Excuse me, but with your sword skill,
Sch: you won't survive another encounter.
I: What?!
I: H-Hang on a second, hag!
I: Wh-What the...
I: These don't belong to no hag.
I: I mean, there's hardly anything!
I: You're just a kid?
G: Hey, what's wrong?
Ser: Lady Farnese!
G: What happened here?
F: Well...
Sch: What's with those two?
Sch: It's as if they attract distortions.
I: Damn it all...
I: That witch girl!
G: You did well.
G: You have my thanks.
I: Coming from you, it just makes me all itchy.
P: Well, ultimately, the little witch saved us, including the monkey.
G: I don't want anything like that to happen again.
Ser: She's grown quite fond of you, Lady Farnese.
F: Y-You think so?
I: Hey! Stop!
I: Stop it!
I: Stop!
I: Stop, I said!
: Stop! Hey, stop!
I: Huh? What?
P: Okay... There you go.
Ser: What happened?
Morgan: We were att*cked by trolls.
Morgan: There were five others with me, but everyone else was...
Morgan: But I can't just return to our village.
Morgan: There's a place I need to go.
Morgan: I am Morgan, of Enoch Village.
Morgan: Travelers such as you may not know this,
Morgan: but tales of fae and witches have always been told in these parts.
Morgan: Even still, not many of us believed those tales.
Morgan: At least, not until that fateful night.
I: What fateful night?
Morgan: A band of trolls att*cked the village.
Morgan: They came, like something out of the pages of a tale,
Morgan: appearing from the darkness.
Morgan: Ever since that day, our world was changed forever!
Morgan: It's as if our lives were a lie.
Ser: So do you bear a message to your lord?
Morgan: Our lord has gone to Vritannis for battle.
Morgan: The fortress is empty.
Morgan: Even if I took him the news,
Morgan: I doubt he'd send men because he'd think trolls don't exist!
I: What's your plan, then?
Morgan: We counter the legend with another legend.
Morgan: A witch... That's who we're thinking of asking for help.
I: A witch?
Morgan: They say a witch's house stands deep in this forest.
Morgan: It's said that only those invited by the mistress
: of the house are allowed to reach it.
I: Does that mean this forest is under a witch's spell?
I: Wouldn't that mean looking for her is pointless?
Morgan: From time to time,
: children in the village claim to have seen the house.
Schierke: Someone has breached the barrier.
Schierke: Elementals...
P: What is this?
I: W-Wow...
Morgan: I knew it wasn't a dream!
Morgan: No one believed me.
Morgan: And after so many years, even I thought I had dreamed it.
I: That witch girl must be here, too!
G: What is this strange sensation?
G: Isidoro!
G: Get away from there!
I: Huh?
I: What?
I: What's with the dumb-looking statue?
I: What a laugh! Er, uh...
Morgan: Wait... Let me speak to it.
Ser: Morgan!
G: That thing won't listen to you!
G: Stay back, Gramps.
I: sh*t! It regrew its arm!
G: A ghoul?
G: Could it serve the apostles?
Ser: This is...
I: Creepy fucks!
I: Wh-What's up with them?!
G: There's no end to them.
Iva: Hey, look! Look at that man's sword!
F: No!
Ser: That's...
Ser: Everyone,
Ser: the golems have a small doll embedded near the symbols on their chests.
Ser: Once you remove the dolls, they cannot regenerate!
Iva: Oops, they figured it out.
G: I see.
G: Now that we know...
I: Isidoropkick!
: Yes!
Iva: What now, Schierke?
Iva: They'll destroy every single one!
Schierke: I have no choice.
Flora: Enough.
F: Wh-What happened?
I: They suddenly stopped moving.
I: I knew it was her!
F: The witch!
Schierke: Everyone, this way, please.
Schierke: My mistress will see you.
I: Oh, yeah? Great!
I: I'll fight her!
Ser: What will we do?
G: We did get an invitation.
G: Let's go meet this witch.
I: Wow, this is fun!
I: It's more like a nest than a house.
I: I feel like I've turned into a squirrel.
Sch: You, there.
Sch: Don't touch anything on the desk without permission.
Iva: What a kid!
I: Wait, so you aren't the witch people talk about?
Sch: I am Schierke, and I am still an apprentice.
Iva: I am Ivalera, her guardian.
I: Oh, so you're just a trainee.
I: I'm Isidoro.
I: You did quite a number on me!
I: Thanks to you, I was living in my ancestors' shoes for a half day.
Sch: That was because you grabbed me in a strange manner!
I: Strange?
I: Just tell me what you mean.
I: I'm only a monkey, so...
Sch: Like I said, a strange manner!
Iva: Her boobs.
Sch: L-Like I said...
Iva: Boobs!
G: Quit it. It's getting on my nerves.
G: Anyway, can you take us to her already?
G: The one you call your mistress?
Sch: This way, please.
Sch: I brought them, mistress.
Flora: Welcome to the mansion of the spirit tree.
Flora: Please forgive the discourtesy of my apprentice.
Flora: She was only concerned for my safety.
I: So she's the witch?
I: I totally thought she'd have
: a pointy noise and be all shriveled, like some monster...
Sch: H-How dare you?
Flora: Why, thank you.
Flora: I'll take that as a compliment.
Morgan: Fifty years ago, the medicine you gave me
Morgan: saved my mother from certain death.
Morgan: I can't believe my eyes... You look exactly the same.
Flora: I remember you.
Flora: You were the boy from back then.
Flora: It has been a while.
Flora: You've never taken the life of any of my brethren.
Flora: But if you had, it would have been a sin shared by all who serve God.
Flora: I would not seek retribution from you alone.
F: How did she know?
Flora: As for you two who bear the brand...
G: How did you know that?
Flora: I am glad I could meet you.
Flora: I have been waiting for you.
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She knows about the brand?
He is still alive.
That's... a brand of sacrifice, isn't it?
Schierke, aid them.
It's a key, linking the mortal realm and the deepest part of the spirit realm.
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