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Made herself a god so she might never be alone.
[gags]
Your violence is like kindness in the shadow of my rage.
Not like this.
♪ Our queen, the goddess of the night ♪
[tranquil music]
We can stop it.
They did this.
[breathes deeply]
Do not compound my failure with your own.
[footsteps thumping]
No lid.
[yells]
Seven souls for one.
[Selemene gasps]
[screaming]
♪ I'll know her kiss before I die ♪
♪ Praise the Moon of Mene ♪
Selemene. The usurper.
Your child. Filomena.
War. That isn't who we are.
[Sylvion] Moon children.