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[Mirana] Davion. Davion, wake up.
In death. In regret.
When you're ready, Your Majesty,
I will bend them to my will.
You need to only think it, and we will travel.
[grunting]
-[Bram] Well, there's-- -Father.
-[growls] -[crackling]
[growls]
I think you of all people would understand, Your Majesty,
It still requires light, gravity, substance.
[groans]
You came back.
[Fymryn] It only matters if that is what you want to be,
[Invoker groans]
[growling]
Now you're on your knees, having accomplished what?
Child of Mene. First, a thief. Now, a murderer.
No.
Trapped in hells of their own making.
She will awaken to a better world.