Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Luna, the goddess of the Lost Legion.

[hopeful music]

[Drysi exhales deeply]

I told you the truth.

And quite unnecessary. I'm here to propose an alliance.

Eh, we must all have goals.

No, it's like a memory, but a memory of a dream.

-[Terrorblade] Look at you. -[gasps]

Goddess? Something is…

I-- I mean, you were great. It was all you, but the sword was just--

but you did your part better than anyone could have expected.

Think of it this way, no one is staring at your ears.

They wrestled with an emptiness in their guts,

The spark. It's mine.

You failed to see my army.

This is my bond, my renegotiation.

Something's wrong. Is Bram with you? Is he--

I can barely rebuild this place.

[Davion] Mirana can't send an army to the Broken Peaks,

We can appear to them together, heal the rift.

You have a visitor, an old friend.

-The Devil of the Moon. -He has a lovely voice.