Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[groaning]
[Davion] Nice shot.
Slyrak can help us.
[rumbling]
I'm saying no.
[tense music]
[grunting]
All right, I'll tell you what I know.
We need to press on.
[heavy breathing]
Dyfed.
I could simply go on my own, but…
Your enclave?
What of it?
-That's ridiculous. -[lieutenant] Maybe.
[Davion gulping]
-♪ Praise the Moon of Mene ♪ -[Filomena] Goddess,
But your mind, it manifested them.
[Mirana] That's why I need you.
The phantoms. Tell me about the children, their song.
[grunting]
Hm.
I failed you again.
Looks like she can afford to be.
-[male acolyte 1] Goddess? -[male acolyte 2] Goddess?
[groans]
It was none of those things.
You know what? Fine.
[Mirana] No, it's best he left.
♪ Our queen, the goddess of the night ♪
and your people lost my Order's protection forever.
Tell my father?