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Where to next, boss?

How long to Bahia?

Lara.

We were wrong about Mila.

She used me to get a Yoruba mask from my father,

and then she harnessed it to…

I don't even know,

release some kind of power.

And I couldn't stop her.

She killed everyone, Sam, everyone.

An entire village.

Gone.

Bahia, Brazil.

Anything from the thefts you were studying?

Anything to indicate why Mila might send Fig there?

Wait. You think Mila's behind the thefts too?

That means she…

No. I've never even heard of Bahia. Let me look this up.

You said a Yoruba mask?

Yes.

Sending to you now.

These are Orisha, gods of the Yoruba people of West Africa.

An African Orisha still worshipped in Brazil.

Makes sense, I guess.

Says here that, during colonial times, 70% of immigrants were West African.

"Immigrants."

Yeah, right.

And they brought their Yoruba religion with them.

Fig is going after another mask.

-I'll meet you there. -No.

You have a concussion.

-I'll be fine. -You're hurt.

-You're not going anywhere. -Thanks, Mom.

Sam, don't be reckless.

Sam?

Jeez. The world end when we were in the air or what?

Please refrain from apocalypse jokes.

You're right. Tacky.

Uh, excuse me?

Um…

Where are all the taxis?

Big festival downtown.

Nobody works today.

And what about you?

Depends on where you're going.

Can you take us to a igreja de todos os santos?

Mmm.

WARNING

So what do you think we'll find at this… igreja?

It's a church. The oldest in Brazil.

Yoruba slaves would've been forced to convert and worship there,

but I believe they never let go of the old gods.

It's a mask.

Whoa!

It is where they tied slaves for whipping.

Hmm.

Someone's been here.

We'd best be careful.

Anything you find here

belongs to Bahia.

We're not here to take anything.

We're here to save something.

Hmm.

I've been here before.

That coincidence would literally blow my mind.

No, this church is in Florence.

The Church of All Saints.

Amerigo Vespucci built this place

to look exactly like his home church back in Florence.

The Church of All Saints is known for its frescoes.

Saint Jerome,

Saint Augustine.

But the most famous,

the Madonna of Mercy,

protecting the Vespucci family.

But that's not the Vespuccis.

-That's… -St. Christopher.

Patron saint of mariners and sailors.

But the style is anachronistic.

Wh… what does that mean?

It means it's recent. Not the same period as the rest of the church.

Oh my God. I know what anachronistic means!

Lara, what are you--

It's a false… front!

Orisha.

The gods and demigods of Yoruba.

They worshipped them.

Right alongside the Catholic saints outside.

I wonder what changed to make them hide it away.

Maybe Mila isn't the first to come looking for the mask.

This is him. The one I saw.

The one Mila killed in Colombia.

Oko.

The Orisha of harvests.

Hmm. It can't be.

-What? -The masks.

The stories say they were forged from falling stars.

Basically, space debris.

And those who took up a mask were given unique powers.

Oko could make the earth grow.

So you're saying all of these Orisha

are real?

I'm saying there is a power here we don't understand,

that may not be of this world.

Huh.

This one looks like the boss lady.

Huh. A sea goddess.

Like St. Christopher!

Two different religions. Same worship.

Yemeja.

Hmm.

Hah!

Hands up, tomb raiders!

Hmm.

You'd think that a woman trying to warn you

that a homicidal maniac is coming to destroy your city

would get a little more attention!

Meh.

You wanna get in here? How is it you're the calm one right now?

Because in this present moment, there is nothing I can do.

When we get our phone call, Zip can bail us out,

and we can get back on task.

Besides, this isn't the first time you've gotten me arrested.

Hmm.

Yaya!

Yaya, my love.

How are you?

Come here.

Uh… Oh, now!

-How's your mother? -Eh…

Find what you were looking for, turistas?

Nobody's having fun here, missy. The world is in danger!

Hey.

Let them go. They are harmless.

In honor of the festival of Yemeja.

-Yemeja? -Boss lady.

That can't be a coincidence.

Hmm!

Can you take us to the festival?

It is where all roads lead today.

Here.

This side of you. It's different.

Is that a, uh…

is that a good thing?

I guess we'll see.

What are you doing?

We walk from here.

We need to find Fig.

If she's here for the festival, then the mask could be anywhere.

We need a higher vantage.

Salvador is built on a hill.

The entire city is a goddess-eye view.

So grim on such a beautiful day.

Takes added effort, no?

We have to find the mask of Yemeja.

This mask, what is it for?

We're not sure,

but we think it could be dangerous in the wrong hands.

Hmm? Oh?

Dangerous?

And what will you do about it?

-Protect you. -Hmm.

Yaya!

Ei, Elenita!

I made a gift for the Lady of the Sea!

Hmm.

She will love it.

Do you even know what it is you are protecting?

Thank you!

You are now clear of evil. Easy, right?

This is a beautiful day.

Ah! Yemeja is here.

Lara!

Hmm.

Thank you!

Ow!

You think you're the hero here?

You're not. Give me the mask.

Make me.

Huh?

You're

Yemeja.

It's fake, isn't it?

Orisha masks are not so easily broken.

True masks

are made of the stars themselves.

Why the game?

Three people looking for my mask on the same night,

and on my birthday, no less.

I couldn't resist.

Then you saved a child,

even though it would lose your quarry.

There is something more to you, I think, than meets the eye.

She'll come back for the mask,

or someone else will.

Minha filha, preach!

That will always be.

And always has been.

Your instinct

to protect them is admirable,

but I am their protector,

and I will decide how to keep them safe.

But you are frowning

on such a beautiful day.

I will not allow it.

Come!

Drink.

My gift to you

is answers.

To what questions?

The sea will know.

The sea

always knows.

-Huh. -Hmm!

Hmm.

You okay?

All I saw was a chicken.

So my answer was about why I'm hungry all the time.

You know, pretty crazy.

These people just live with an Orisha.

And they don't even know it. I mean… pfff!

And we know now that Yemeja can keep her mask safe.

Mila will likely try to find easier prey.

And I can't explain it, but I think I know where we have to go next.

You said we.

I did.

Hmm.

-It is. -What is?

A good thing.

This new you.

Oh! You're so amazing!

Excelsior, Lady Croft!

Oof! Aah! Ow!

Gah!

Ah!

Visitors?

Ah.

See you soon.