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Truth. There are no more lies.

You know who you are.

Embrace your destiny.

Embrace your angel.

Such prowess deserves you.

Thoughts that could make them pay for my village.

That would assemble and win the abomination of trust.

The lies we tell ourselves.

What is one life against the countless to be saved in the thorns of time?

The lies build with each action, each choice.

Blood paved the way for my damn union.

There is no greater good there is only

I saw them. My family.

I could feel them.

And I relived my sins.

To feel them again.

After all this time.

Do you understand?

They're fading again even now. Along with what's left of my soul.

You are still Rostus. Still my old comrade.

Early. When I am reforged again.

I fear it will not be Rostus.

Who returns?

I think I would be grateful to lose Niamh in such a way.

I am tainted, Rostus.

Tainted beyond hope.

Kalthia.

Another of Figma's champions dead, and you standing over the body.

Did you find that she too doubted herself?

She fought heroically, but there were too many in the end.

Flora and I owe her our lives.

Sigmar's light will not reach her here.

It is strange that there has been no pursuit.

Yes, we appear to have made a clean escape, but... But you find that as

as I do.

We struck hard at Bellacor when we disrupted that ritual. The fortress

echoing with the cries for our blood.

Then why is it not?

I guard, but do not pursue it. It makes no sense. Unless they have found another

quarry, we must find another way in.

With Kalthia gone, what hope do we have of getting to Shekana?

This is where the portal starts.

And shall be again.

The currents have brought us to shore.

What are you doing?

No!

We are destined to be bested by these black talons.

They will not reach this chamber.

There is hope yet.

Not yet.

Your end is finally... What ends is your foul master's schemes.

You found your way.

I will always find my way to you.

This is Valantha, of the Crone Sea of Pariahs. She has been my sister in war

here. Well met.

I welcome the common cause that binds us.

As do I.

We have little time. The ritual to open the gate to Hamahal has already begun.

Follow me.

What's the story that blasts from the throne gate?

That will take more than simple disruption.

There is a way.

The life force flowing into the gate must be denied once and for all before

Hamahal drowns in shadow.

We're dead.

In the charge of a willing sacrifice.

A pure soul.

Freeing the victim's spirits bound to the gate.

A final sacrifice.

The soul would meet its end here.

Understood.

Now, Black Talon, for Sigmar!

She has returned home.

Do you have nothing left but words?

Let me end my days as Rosteth.

too long.

I'm sorry, Niamh, but you will fall again.

You are a cancer.

Traitor.

You are the traitor within.

Now you know the truth of your path.

You are Ali.

You can never be trusted.

All I have done is for the greater good.

I know better than most that that is the oath.

of the champion!

This is where you belong!

it cost us much.

The taint on Hammerhall has ended.

The city lived.

That is well.

You are leaving us, then?

The bargain I agreed to is fulfilled.

Will you tell me of your bargain?

It was for the salvation of my daughter.

Farewell, Neve Blacktailor. May the tides of your destiny be kind.

You have my thanks.

You mistake where the debt of gratitude lies.

But we should not let it concern us. This is not farewell.

We have been brought together for a reason, one known only to the Cronesir.

We shall meet again.

And soon.

What have you done to us?

You have seen the truth There are no more lies

You know who you are Embrace

your destiny Embrace

I'm jealous.