Duskfire Glacier When gods forgive

So many excuses, so many words of reason—too many words of reason, urging logic rather than reckless war. These men were far less mad than those she had known, and yet, among them, it was she who seemed the mad one.

And yet, she smiled again. The thrill of encountering men less docile than usual. Men of greater cunning.

De kræver, at retfærdigheden bliver udført i deres navn. De kræver, at du og dine krigere indgyder frygt og respekt blandt vores fjender, she growled. Man udfordrer ikke Norden, ej heller dets guder, uden at påkalde deres vrede. She stepped away for a moment, retrieving her bundle.

Jeg har bragt med mig det, der skal til for at velsigne dig og dine krigere med vores guders velsignelse, she proclaimed. Hvis du accepterer at frygte dem, tilbede dem, respektere dem. Hvis du vil knæle foran dem. She smiled.

Dette er din sidste chance, Faust fra Darukaal, iskolossen, for at opnå tilgivelse fra dem, du alt for længe har ignoreret!