Part 62: Act Two Chapter Twenty-Seven - The Evitable Conflict

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Ammon Jerro's Haven Theme



: Why am I not surprised to find you here?
: You. How you entered this place is a mystery, but it was a mistake... one which will soon be...
: Why, you have brought gifts. You carry the shards... and one is even lodged inside you. Interesting.







: I kind of expected more of a fight - it can't be this easy.
: Something's wrong... look, this guy's got power, and a lot of it, but...



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: Of course there is. But the only other way is letting its friends die, here, now.
: You're lying.
: Shandra... even you know that truth can wound more than any lie.



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: This entire sanctuary is my weapon. All who are trapped here fuel my power.






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: It can't be him. It makes no sense. How did he survive? Where has he been... and why, after all this time?
: Do such questions matter when death is so close at hand? The wizard they face is blood of Jerro, it knows this.



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: Then do something!
: There's a way to stop him... but it's going to require some blood being spilt... mine.
: There has to be another way.
: There's no way I'm letting you die, not after all we've been through.



: It already knows the blood of Jerro allows free travel in this place, so it can travel easily to each one caged. But if it wishes to set us free...



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: Oh, my dear, you've cut yourself... now why would you do such a thing?



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: What... what have you done? No!




: Look... I don't want to fight that sorcerer again... but if he hits us with that same level of power again, we're done for. We need to stop him.
: We need to track him down and kill him, now. Never let a wounded mage escape.



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: But know that it is I who have set your undoing in motion - and with a truth, no less. Whether you die or live, I will see you soon, I think.




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: You - who has done this? I must know.
: By your own blood betrayed, Jerro. I would stay and savor your imminent death if I could, but I have already tasted your bloodline... and such a sweet, noble thing it is.




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: Of all the circles and wheels, plots and deceptions... you still have the audacity to blame me for what your blindess has wrought.
: I could not have orchestrated such a tragedy as has befallen you, little wizard. I admit a trace of envy winds its way around my heart.




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: My friends... are they-
: Your friends live. But you will not.














: It is truth, Ammon. And by such truths is one damned.
: I have no kin. All were killed in the war against the King of Shadows... it's not possible.
: Blood finds a way, Ammon. Always.
: You lie!
: You know only Jerro blood could have broken the circles in this haven... as her blood has now broken mine.






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: He... killed Shandra! Let's gut him!
: His powers are weak. I say we take advantage of it.
: I say we kill him. Do to him what he did to her.




: Just a girl... and the last of my line. But stay your weapons, your spells, lest this tragedy give birth to another.
: Kill me now, and this place will collapse, and we will all die.



: Only a fraction of power remains in my Haven. But it will be enough to take us from this place.