Path of Blood (pt.1) - Hazhalm Testing Grounds Nashmeira: How curious...
The fire burns fiercely, and yet makes no sound...
Luzaf: This blaze is not of Urhguum.
Luzaf: If there were no illumination of this world present, this conflagration would completely escape your mortal gaze...
Luzaf: It is a flame of the underworld.
Why, it's not even hot...
Luzaf: Stay back!
Luzaf: This flame produces no heat, but it will scorch your soul, and consume your flesh...
Luzaf: Assuming a construct such as you had a soul...or flesh.
Luzaf: Great Odin!
Luzaf: Sovereign of darkness and battle, lord of the underworld!
Luzaf: Your humble servant Luzaf stands on the threshold of your domain.
Nashmeira: Ah...didn't the Imperial Army seal off the entrance to the underworld?
Flit: The rules of time and space don't apply equally to this world and that, Miss.
Flit: By rights, this rent in the curtain between the two worlds, this...dimensional hiccup...shouldn't even exist.
Flit: No being, from either reality, has the art to mend such a fluke of fortune.
Flit: Throwing a bunch of laboratory nasties in the path of potential meddlers was about the best they could do.
Flit: Ain't that right, Boss?
Luzaf: The manifestation begins...
Mnejing: Wh-what...what's happening?
Nashmeira: Ngh...this wind!
Luzaf: Are you harmed!?
Flit: Forget the girl.
Do you want Lord Odin to arrive without the warm welcome of his servant?
You knew this would happen!
Flit: Great Odin, Lord of the Underworld!
Flit: I trust Your Malevolence is well?
Flit: Look lively, Boss!
Flit: We don't want to offend His Maliciousness, now, do we?
Luzaf: Aphmau...forgive me.
Odin: Art thou the one who summoned me?
Luzaf: Yes, my lord.
Odin: Speak thy mind.
Luzaf: Great Odin, Devourer of Light!
Luzaf: I wish to know the time that remains to me.
Odin: Hast thou sated thy rage?
Luzaf: Rage? What rage is this?
Flit: C'mon, Boss!
Stick with the program!
Flit: Your rage towards the Empire!
Luzaf: No, not sated...
Luzaf: My rage...
My rage has subsided.
Odin: Hast thou sated thy rage?
Luzaf: Great Odin.
Luzaf: I have uncovered a purpose more deserving than simple revenge.
Luzaf: The descendants of Ephramad.
Luzaf: I wish to devote the remainder of my existence to building a kingdom in which they can live without fear of persecution.
Luzaf: That is now my driving desire.
Luzaf: And so I ask for time...time to act freely.
Flit: Well ain't that a sweet idea.
Odin: Hast thou sated thy rage?
Luzaf: I...I do not understand.
Flit: Hee hee, hee hee.
Flit: Didn't I tell you, Boss?
Flit: You've already made your pact.
The contract is sealed and signed.
Flit: You will become the next incarnation of the Dark Rider--whether you're ready or not.
Luzaf: The next incarnation...?
The terms of the pact--
Flit: Are non-negotiable.
Flit: But I'll let you in on a secret, Boss.
Before you are completely consumed by the essence of the rider...
Flit: ...there is a period when you will retain free will.
Luzaf: And how am I to fulfill this pact?
Flit: Well, that's simple.
Flit: All you gotta do is remember.
Flit: Remember how your people suffered and perished at the merciless hands of the Empire.
Flit: I'm sure the memories are still crystal-clear for you.
Flit: You just gotta hurl that big, venomous ball of rage...
Flit: ...at her!
Path of Blood (pt.2) - Hazhalm Testing Grounds Nashmeira: Ugh...
Flit: Now's your chance!
Look! She's defenseless!
Flit: In any case, she's taken the full force of the Astral Wind...
Flit: It'd be kinder to just put an end to her--the sooner the better.
Flit: That's right, Boss!
Quick and painless!
Luzaf: Flit. There is something I would know.
Luzaf: This mercenary of Aphmau's...Player name.
You are certain he/she oversees the security of the treasure?
Flit: What? Why does that matter at a time like this?
Flit: Yes, I'm certain.
C'mon, Boss, I showed you the blip on the tracker, didn't I?
Flit: No, Boss, just the two.
Why would I lie to you?
Luzaf: Then show me the one you hold now.
Flit: I...you see...
There's more important...
Flit: I mean, just look at the tracker. Right smack in the middle of Talacca Cove. The mercenary is right where he's/she's supposed to be.
Luzaf: So he/she is...
Luzaf: Right where he/she is supposed to be...
Luzaf: Traitorous imp!
Flit: Boss! No, I--
Luzaf: The code of the corsair is not to be taken lightly...
Luzaf: Great Odin, hear my words!
Luzaf: Are you even hearing my words!?
Odin Prime: Hast thou sated thy rage?
Luzaf: It appears not...
Luzaf: Player name.
Luzaf: I must bring an end to this.
Aphmau is in your charge.
Luzaf: She is my...no, she is Ephramad's light in the darkness.
Nashmeira: What...what's happening!?
Luzaf: If this is the incarnation...
Luzaf: ...I will fight until the true deity is dragged into this realm!
Odin Prime: Ahahahahahaha!
Odin Prime: Sate thy rage!
Odin Prime: Thou shalt become my knight.
Odin Prime: Thou shalt serve as mine arm in the Age of Judgment, until Alexander once again lies in ruins!
Flit: Hee hee...hee...
Flit: Your will is...<cough>...my command...
Flit: Hee hee, hee hee, hee hee...
Luzaf: I am...I am fine...
Nashmeira: Your injuries!?
Luzaf: They do not pain me...
I feel no pain at all...
Luzaf: Impeccable timing, Player name.
Your arrival allowed me to see through Flit's deception.
Player name to the rescue again!
Nashmeira: Thank you, Player name.
Luzaf: Aphmau, you are able to walk?
That wind blew with such a familiar melody...
Nashmeira: It reminded me of the gentle breeze that always stirs the air around the Gordeus...
Nashmeira: I think I'll be just fine.
Mnejing: Where do we go from here?
Luzaf: If what Flit said was true, we have a short period of grace.
Luzaf: But I suggest we hurry while my will is still my own.
Nashmeira: Hurry to do what?
Luzaf: To destroy the iron colossus...before your brother reactivates it.
Nashmeira: Destroy it!?
But, the iron giant is--
Luzaf: The savior of the Empire?
It may be as you say.
Luzaf: But should the fully manifested incarnation of Odin clash with the iron might of Alexander...
Nashmeira: The Age of Judgment.
With the victor deciding the laws of justice...
If such laws would have meaning in the desolate wasteland sure to be left in the aftermath of the conflict.
Luzaf: We must prevent this battle at all costs.
Luzaf: After the colossus is rendered harmless, you must then turn your attention to me...
You...you must flee!
Razfahd: Most impressive, little sister.
Razfahd: You have aided us in the capture of both the Dark Rider and a foreign spy all in one fell swoop.
Luzaf: We don't have time for this...
Razfahd: Have a care, Luzaf the Blackheart.
Razfahd: Or should I now call you "Dark Rider"?
Razfahd: The crew members you had hidden throughout Hazhalm are all in our custody.
Razfahd: Not to mention the descendants of Ephramad that followed the rumors of your presence here.
Razfahd: I would hate to have to spill the blood of Imperial citizens...no matter how unwillingly they serve.
Razfahd: Take him away.
Razfahd: Use the astral bonds we prepared. Keep on your guard.
Is this the treatment I can expect from your nation?
Luzaf: Has nothing changed over the last two hundred years!
Nashmeira: Wait! We command you to release this man!
Wharudu: Y-Your Magnificence...
Razfahd: Ignore her.
Be on your way!
Nashmeira: Does our authority mean nothing!?
Razfahd: Listen to me, Nashmeira.
You have abandoned your government, and consorted with enemies of the state.
Razfahd: As Grand Vizier, I have declared that the Mark of Zahak, the symbol of absolute Imperial power, is no longer yours to wield.
Nashmeira: You cannot!
Razfahd: Your authority no longer exists.
Nashmeira: Do you betray the Empress? Betray your own sister!?
Razfahd: Betray you?
You are in no position to speak of betrayal.
Razfahd: Player name.
Razfahd: Don't you think it's about time you told my fool of a sister the truth?
Razfahd: Told her who you truly work for?
Nashmeira: Who he/she truly works for...?
Nashmeira: What are you talking about?
Player name works for me!
Razfahd: You continue to deceive yourself...
Razfahd: The only reason Player name stays close to you is to fulfill his/her duties as a spy.
Nashmeira: No, you are the one who is deceiving himself...
Nashmeira: You understand nothing about Luzaf's spirit...or Player name's heart!
Nashmeira: (Listen to me, Player name...)
Nashmeira: (You must take this to Salaheem's Sentinels.)
Nashmeira hands Player name a luminian dagger!
Nashmeira: We all have our masks!
Nashmeira: I hid my true identity from Player name...
Nashmeira: But even so, he/she still came to my rescue.
Amnaf: (Shall I stop the automaton from casting?)
Razfahd: Let her play her hand.
Razfahd: Tell your master this, Player name:
Razfahd: The game is over.
It is time to submit to the power of the Empire.
Nashmeira: Don't let them catch you, Player name!