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[dramatic music playing]

[sirens blaring]

[Sariel] It should never have ended like this.

[Sariel-Daemon] You made your choice.

[Sariel] Choice?

What choice was there in the fire and the darkness?

Hmm...

You ready?

Coming back... This was a bad idea.

We had to come.

Did we?

We have every right to make this pilgrimage.

Our world died, and we live on.

We survived. We earned the right to be here.

Cadia isn't just a world.

It's not just a place. It's an ideal, Drul.

We're only defeated if we choose not to fight.

[engines roaring]

All right, get ready.

Tornec, initiate landing protocols.

[beeping]

[ominous growls]

[Sariel-Daemon] Vanity led you here.

[Sariel] They were supposed to wait. My brothers.

[Sariel-Daemon] Silence all thoughts of the before.

At long last, we will have new flesh to decorate.

[engines roaring]

This place is a reminder that loss isn't the end.

It's a reminder of why we fight. It matters.

You see that, right?

Cadia stands.

Cadia stands.

[Sariel] Enough of this.

We should kill them now and take the transport.

[Sariel-Daemon] And miss their terror?

[Sariel-Daemon] And miss their terror?

And the fear of those that come after?

[Guardswoman] Looks like we're the first to arrive.

[Sariel] I have waited long enough, watching you toy with your prey.

There is a galaxy beyond to conquer.

[Sariel-Daemon] You talk of time like a child.

These decades have been but a moment

in the unending flow of existence.

in the unending flow of existence.

[Sariel] I despise you.

[Sariel-Daemon] Then all is as it should be.

And Sariel...

There is no "I," only "we."

[Grela] Throne... It's too quiet.

[Drul] Where is everyone?

We're late to a--

Focus.

This way.

[distorted whispers]

[Grela] What in the hells is this?

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

Pilgrims from the other regiments have been here.

[heart beating]

You two, with me.

The rest of you, take the left passage.

Keep in touch on vox.

Eyes open, all of you.

[distorted whispers]

It will take an age to search this place.

Got somewhere better to be--

[distorted whispers]

[loud rumbling]

[metallic clanking]

[Grela] Sergeant!

[distorted whispers]

Jens? Ektor?

[Sariel-Daemon] No sweeter taste

than the last moments of life.

[breathing rapidly]

[breathing rapidly]

Weak.

[panting fearfully] God-Emperor, be with me.

-[Sariel-Daemon] Weak. -Wha--?

[desperate breathing]

Delicate.

Weak.

Tender.

[heart pounding]

[hyperventilating]

[hyperventilating]

[shouting]

[daemonic chuckling]

-[Uziak shouting] -[daemonic laughter]

No, no, no, no! I won't die here!

-[device beeps] -Tornec, can you hear me?

-[device clicks off] -Still nothing.

-[device clicks off] -Still nothing.

I don't understand, how could the sergeant just disappear?

I told you... coming back was a bad idea.

This place is cursed by our failure.

Whatever's going on here, Drul, our dead deserve peace.

We owe them that.

-[Sariel-Daemon] Not even a true Cadian. -[Uziak screaming]

Poor little void-born.

Poor little void-born.

-[Uziak screams] -[daemonic chuckling]

[ominous music playing]

[Drul whimpering slightly]

[horrific music playing]

Shit, shit, shit!

Something is here.

We've got to get out of here! Get back to the ship! Warn someone!

-[Uziak screams] -[Sariel-Daemon] Such a soft soul.

Little void-born.

Delicate... Fragile.

Weak.

Weak.

[grunting]

You cannot live up to the legend of the world you will never know.

Uziak?

Uziak?

Uziak, what happened?

Grela, we need to get out of here.

Uziak, come with us. This place isn't safe.

[mumbling] This place... Our failure.

[Grela on vox] Tornec... Get ready.

[Grela on vox] Tornec... Get ready.

[breaking up] Get... out.

Oh! Thank the throne.

I was starting to think we were the only ones on this rock.

[ragged voice] The walls. They whisper. They know.

What? Are you okay?

This place. A monument to failure.

You're safe now. What happened here?

You're safe now. What happened here?

A monument to our weakness!

[static]

It's no use. Something's blocking the signal.

[mumbling deliriously] The walls whisper...

What whispers?

[Grela] He's just in shock. Pay him no mind.

The walls whisper...

[Sariel] This is pathetic. What joy is there in prey like this?

[Sariel] This is pathetic. What joy is there in prey like this?

[Sariel-Daemon] Oh, Sariel. They are not the prey.

And this is not the game.

Where is Tornec?

The walls whisper...

[distorted whispers]

[distorted whispers]

Let's search the ship.

[guardswoman mumbling] The walls. They whisper.

[Drul grunts]

[Drul yelling] Stop!

[Drul yelling] Stop!

The walls. They whisper!

I must get off this rock.

Easy! Easy!

A monument to our weakness! [grunts]

[grunting]

[grunts and thuds]

[grunts and yells]

[grunts and yells]

[both straining]

[gagging]

[breathing heavily]

[Drul] What's doing this to them?

No signs of physical corruption.

What she said, about the whispers.

It's shock. We've seen it before.

It's shock. We've seen it before.

If that crypt was just a sample of what's gone on here...

We need to get out of here.

Even if we get off this rock, our ship is out of system.

-Won't be here for another... -Doesn't matter!

Being alive in the void of space is better than dying here.

Get the shuttle ready.

Keep an eye on him.

[distorted whispers]

[Uziak breathing raggedly]

[Uziak breathing raggedly]

[Sariel] Why do we linger in the shadows? Let's take their shuttle.

[Sariel-Daemon] Patience, mortal.

You know, you were wrong before.

[Sariel] Wrong?

[Sariel-Daemon] It was always supposed to end like this.

[Sariel] What do you mean?

[Sariel-Daemon] Your brothers didn't abandon you.

They sacrificed you. To me.

They sacrificed you. To me.

[Sariel] Speak sense, creature.

[Sariel-Daemon] There is always a price to pay, Sariel.

With the Gods' blessing,

your brothers tore themselves free

of the Eye of Terror, and in payment...

They knew what desperate bargains

those of you left to die would make in the darkness.

[Sariel] No... Lies.

[Sariel-Daemon] Don't be naïve, mortal.

We are far past such idiocy.

No one forced your hand.

Now, where were we?

[Uziak panting]

Drul! How long?

I don't know. It's been a while.

We need to get out of here.

We need to get out of here.

[Sariel-Daemon] Weak. Fragile.

Weak. Fragile.

Weak.

This place. Our weakness.

It is a monument to failure. The walls. They are whispering!

-[screaming] -[Grela grunts]

The walls! They are whispering!

[grunts and thuds]

[grunts and thuds]

Uziak, stop!

[grunts and thuds]

[grunts and yells]

I've gotta get off this rock!

And we will. But you need to stop.

And we will. But you need to stop.

[Uziak screams]

Drul, we're going, now!

[Sariel-Daemon] But your pilgrimage isn't yet complete.

[ominous music playing]

[yells]

Wha--? Hmph.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[metallic clanging]

[screams]

[gasping]

[engines powering up]

[grunting]

[Grela groans]

[Sariel] We can take the shuttle!

We can return to the Legion.

[Sariel-Daemon] I told you. Your Legion is done with you.

[Sariel] No! Enough! We are leaving this rock.

[Sariel-Daemon laughs] You chose to embrace me, Sariel.

You welcomed this fate.

You welcomed this fate.

But, very well.

If leaving is what you desire.

I tire of your craven puling.

[thunderous footsteps]

Cadia is not just a place.

[daemonic chuckling]

[daemonic chuckling]

Cadia stands!

[Sariel screams]

[Sariel-Daemon] Choice, that is the true game.

We live and die by the choices we make.

But fear not, Sariel.

You have eternity in my loving embrace

to learn this lesson.

[Sariel screams]

[dramatic music playing]