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Yet her people still worshipped. They loved.

You are Mene. Goddess of the moon.

Her journal. This was her room.

A long time ago.

[Terrorblade] I will quench my rage in your blood.

I thought he would be exposed for what he was.

The Eye has to be real.

[Selemene] My girl.

You would not have heard the words. You would not have wanted to hear.

But I will talk to him.

[action music playing]

And Sal before him. What does it take to kill a god?

I never have. But it is on my list.

[Terrorblade groans]

The Eye. Was it also smuggled out of the palace?

You and everyone else seem perfectly okay with pretending I'm not the reason.

Every gear, every cog, must do its job reliably.

Give us the room, please. You don't say Tell me more

[Kashurra] How may I be of service, Princess?

[indistinct chatter]

Weakened to be sure, but they are hers.

Everyone is hiding a knife somewhere. You've even got me doing it.

The Eye is a fake. Mirana won't speak to me,