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You would come here to hallow deep.

Are you pleased?

Are you satisfied?

When we make it through this labyrinth, then I will be satisfied.

If we make it through.

You cannot follow me here, Domination. Not here. Not even you.

What do you mean, if?

This place does not willingly release its prey.

Then why have you brought us here?

Because this was the wish of your leaders.

Despite of my warnings.

So we are lost before we begin.

We are not lost, Neve.

Nor I as the means to see us to our goal.

A gift from Kartalos.

A thaumaturgical compass.

This one shall guide us to the lantern of Strala.

And the one who wields it. The truth seeker.

I thought she was lost.

Lost and bound here.

captured by the riptides of shadow.

Lost, but not beyond finding.

We believe the talisman can lead us to the light of her lantern.

Such a relic has the power to dissipate the shadows of even this foul place.

Though I continue to question why no one has used a talisman before, why have we

abandoned one of our own?

Because the danger to Hamahal is now greater than the risk incurred by its

rescue.

We have neither the time nor the desire to linger in these halls.

Lead on, Lorai.

And will always be. No, no.

Flesh without soul.

Fruit.

of necessity.

Too late.

Your daughter is beneath the waves.

Her soul is here.

Your efforts are in vain.

Do you bring hope, or further confusion?

I am Niamh Blacktallon, and we have ventured into Harrowdeep to find you. In

finding me, you have become lost in time.

Lorai of the Eidoneth guides us to you.

And with your help, she will guide us out of the Nethermaid.

Out to where?

To the realm of the fiend Belacor, to whom we bring vengeance.

Then you bring me not just liberation, but a worthy quarry.

Let the enemies of Sigma and of Truth tower before us.

So there is no deception between us. I must tell you that my last encounter

the Daughters of Kain did not end amicably.

He did not.

I am a pariah, a follower of the Crone Seer. My own encounters with my sisters

have not always ended amicably either.

I have spent a long time in Harrowdeep.

To survive is to forge unusual alliances.

Then this is no different.

There is one great difference.

You offer me the chance of vengeance.

Eternus is the one who condemned me to this place.

Then let us seize this chance.

Then should you have been here long since, I gave the Winged Ones orders to

bring the rest of the harvest immediately.

I will wait no longer.

We will proceed.

But know this, Aeternus. If what you have brought me is insufficient, you and

your men will take the place of the wretches you've failed to bring me.

Why do you wish for two portals to different realms?

What do we need of so small an entrance to Harrowdeep when we march on

Hammerhall? We will not march on Hammerhall immediately.

First, we will drown it. The shadow substance that runs through Harrowdeep

be gone. It is more than an element in reopening my passage to Hammerhall.

It is my first and greatest assault.

This final harvest will unleash the shadow seeds upon Sigma's twin city.

Begin the ritual.

We cannot save them.

and freedom.

It will not matter.

Calpheon? Though I have left this place before, I can never truly escape it.

What do you mean?

Harrowdeep. It is as though I am bound to it, cursed to forever walk its shadow

paths.

I have thought myself abandoned.

We must trust in Sigmar's plan.

I will hunt them down, my lord.

Their fiends will adorn the steps of your throne.

No.

No. But the vermin in the fortress must be found.

They will be a new cause.

I have one more useful task for you.

I live to serve.

Return to Herody.

Gather the new...

Is that awful?

Not quite.

They seem certain of the route.

Loroid guidance has been unerring thus far.

This will work, then. We will corner Balakor in his lair.

Yes.

What is it?

I should not know this.

How could you not?

I know, but...

They bear the

mark of Bellacor.

We must stop this.

We are close to our goal.

We are.

I will not leave the enemy to do as they will. We cannot afford to be

distracted.

Find and hold the way open.

Rosted and I will deal with these wretches.

We will not abandon these swords.

You have my word.

Very well.

A more vital battle awaits beyond the gates of Harrowdeep.

It must be.

Traitor!

What I do, I do for Sigma and the greater cause.

You need not understand.

You shall not utter Sigma's name.

It is well, then.

Yes, the bargain is fulfilled.

Then it is time we leave this place.

The mark of heraldry is on our souls now.

We will never truly leave.