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Itches like the Fifth Hell.

Immortal Filomena.

I will return tomorrow at dawn.

When he does, I intend to collect his head.

-Who is this guy? -[scoffs]

[Drysi/Terrorblade] I hear you, and answer with death.

There are, however, aspects I did not foresee.

but that sword was pretty great.

While the Seventh withers and starves on the frontier.

I guess that's it, then. Thanks for coming.

[Drysi/Terrorblade] Filomena will love you in the next life

to maintain a proper training rotation.

Those events were regrettable, but they are behind us now.

Our goddess waits for you.

The blind arrogance of dragons.

We used to believe in something, we two.

I seek your light, your love.

I've come to swear my allegiance to the Solar Goddess.

I survived only through extreme means he failed to consider.

[Davion screams]

Your people, masters of the world.

-We'd have to be crazy to do this. -I agree.

-I'm the worst. -True.

as she loved you in this one.

There was a rot in you, around you, a madness.

[Invoker] Terrorblade is a patient and relentless enemy.