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Oh, Ava.
I come to see you, my Lord.
You are weak.
Now, go.
I can only pray…
I call you fraud, liar, devil!
-Who are you? -Sister Dora.
Reya told me this is what will happen.
Come on, Ava.
No.
Did you stop them?
which means, if you're in my head, then I'm in yours too.
Oh God.
You're the one that used me.
…Mother Superion to die. I…
And so come the assassins.
I offered you a better path.
Well, you're probably right.
I'm so sorry.
Ancient brandy?
It's time to go.
Prayers of worshipers are being collected to power the plagues
Adriel.
He's still looking, by the way.
Lunchtime, Holy Father.
How do I get you out?
Has to be something else.
Come on. I just need enough juice to finish this.
But I guess we'll find out.
Thank you.
The fog of fear.
Mother Superion.
Telling you that all you need to achieve salvation is through worshiping them,
through heeding their wisdom,
Never again.
You can't run from this.