Luneshale Pass (BOO) Sasori

she says she worships the gods, she counters, and hardly heeds me when I speak; she is a child. irritation.

the queen mourns.
where is makono? where is ashikaga? why have you abandoned me? whether she meant ramesses, the living, or her children was unclear; at least until she carried on, the wind becoming a low moan.

you replaced me! how could you?!
and there, as the viscousness of her pain piqued, so too did the wind, roaring!