Path of Blood Spoilers
Following is the transcript for the mission AU37 - Path of Blood.
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Scene 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.
Ovjang: Oho. 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.
Mnejing: I...see...
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: Silence.
Luzaf: The manifestation begins...
Mnejing: Wh-what...what's happening?
Nashmeira: Ngh...this wind!
Nashmeira: Aaahhh!!!
Luzaf: Aphmau!
Luzaf: Are you harmed!?
Flit: Boss!
Flit: Forget the girl. Do you want Lord Odin to arrive without the warm welcome of his servant?
Luzaf: Flit! You knew this would happen!
Flit: Great Odin, Lord of the Underworld!
Flit: I trust Your Malevolence is well?
Luzaf: ...
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: ?
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.
Luzaf: ...
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!
Luzaf: ...
Scene II: 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.
Luzaf: ...
Flit: That's right, Boss! Quick and painless!
Luzaf: Flit. There is something I would know.
Luzaf: This mercenary of Aphmau's...PLAYERNAME. 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?
Luzaf: Besides the one I entrusted to PLAYERNAME, the only other percipient eye that exists in this world is the one that you hold. There are no others?
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: What!?
Flit: Boss! No, I--
Nashmeira: !!!
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...
Nashmeira: Luzaf...
Luzaf: PLAYERNAME.
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!
Luzaf: !?
Luzaf: No...!
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!
Nashmeira: Luzaf!
Flit: Hee hee...hee...
Flit: D-Dark......Rider... Flit......at your...service...
Flit: Your will is......my command... Boss...
Flit: Hee hee, hee hee, hee hee...
Nashmeira: Luzaf!
Luzaf: I am...I am fine...
Nashmeira: Your injuries!?
Luzaf: They do not pain me... I feel no pain at all...
Nashmeira: !!!
Luzaf: Impeccable timing, PLAYERNAME. Your arrival allowed me to see through Flit's deception.
Ovjang: Oho! PLAYERNAME to the rescue again!
Nashmeira: Thank you, PLAYERNAME.
Luzaf: Aphmau, you are able to walk?
Nashmeira: Yes. 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: !!!
Nashmeira: The Age of Judgment. With the victor deciding the laws of justice...
Luzaf: Yes. 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...
Luzaf: !?
Salabwahn: A-Admiral. You...you must flee! The I-Immortals...
Salabwahn: Ugh!
Razfahd: Most impressive, little sister.
Nashmeira: Razfahd!
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.
Luzaf: ...
Nashmeira: ...!
Razfahd: Take him away.
Razfahd: Use the astral bonds we prepared. Keep on your guard.
Wharudu: Sir.
Nashmeira: ...
Kalgahn: Move!
Luzaf: Aphmau... Empress Nashmeira. 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: PLAYERNAME.
Nashmeira: ?
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? PLAYERNAME works for me!
Razfahd: You continue to deceive yourself...
Razfahd: The only reason PLAYERNAME stays close to you is to fulfill his/her duties as a spy.
Nashmeira: ...
Nashmeira: No, you are the one who is deceiving himself...
Nashmeira: You understand nothing about Luzaf's spirit...or PLAYERNAME's heart!
Nashmeira: (Listen to me, PLAYERNAME...)
Nashmeira: (You must take this to Salaheem's Sentinels.)
Nashmeira hands PLAYERNAME a luminian dagger!
Nashmeira: We all have our masks!
Nashmeira: I hid my true identity from PLAYERNAME...
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, PLAYERNAME.
Razfahd: The game is over. It is time to submit to the power of the Empire.
Nashmeira: Don't let them catch you, PLAYERNAME!
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