Cselekményleírást tartalmazó szöveg
Clive: Your Highness. Could you accompany me?
Dion: Oh. It is time then?
Clive: No. Just… to the shelves. Our loresman has something he wants to give you.
Dion: Master Harpocrates? No. I dare not show my face before him. Not after everything I have done. I've taken countless innocent lives and ruined countless more. Because I was weak. I swore to atone for my crimes, or die in the attempt. But were I to meet with him again, and see in his eyes what I have become… I fear that my resolve might falter.
Clive: Then that is all the more reason to do it. Prove to yourself, and to him, how strong it truly is.
