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That's him! See the brand?

Maax shall die.

The unborn child is yours!

Come on! You two got me into this, now get me out.

What do you think? Should we go after her?

- He's there. - We need those keys.

and now I have strength.

You don't understand. I must go back.

There are no more Emirites.

- Where'd you find these two? - Those are my thieves.

Now... who are you?

Now he will die, as will his kin.

My friends, the journey to Aruk is a treacherous one.

Dar, the gods have put their mark on you.

I'll send him to his death.

Why me? I'm a coward.

Life is a circle.

Especially their own.

You trained Tal well, and he will make a fine king.

Go practice your heathen religion in The Outlands with the barbarian Juns.

You'll get a name too. Podo.

We have to steal those keys.

No one will challenge him.

I must find her.

Hook the horses up!