WIND WHISTLING
RASPY BREATHING
FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING
METALLIC SCRAPING
RASPY BREATHING
UTHER: Light... save my soul.
# GRAND ORCHESTRAL MUSIC
DEVOS: Uther...
UTHER: (BREATHING RAGGEDLY)
Where... Where am I?
DEVOS: Welcome... to Bastion.
You led a truly selfless life,
and for that,
you have been chosen.
UTHER: Chosen?
DEVOS: To shed your mortal burdens
and join the ranks of the ascended,
serving to ferry the souls of the dead
unto the Shadowlands.
UTHER: I serve the Light.
And my work is not done.
There is an evil that must be s--
DEVOS: There is no evil here.
The darkness was sealed
within the Maw long ago.
UTHER: You're wrong.
He destroyed my home,
murdered my people and my king.
He must be punished.
DEVOS: You are an Aspirant now.
You must accept your new purpose,
and purge yourself
of this desire for vengeance.
UTHER: What I desire... is justice.
THENIOS:
Devos, why are you training this soul?
It is beneath your station as a Paragon.
DEVOS: He cannot let go.
He continues
to demand retribution for his death.
THENIOS: And this concerns you?
Many souls take eons to ascend.
DEVOS: Yes,
but this one seems... broken, Thenios,
unlike any soul I have seen.
I have begun to wonder
whether he was deemed worthy of Bastion...
by mistake.
THENIOS: Be careful, Devos.
I would not let the Archon hear
such a thought.
In time, he will forget.
Trust our ways.
Trust the path.
UTHER: Devos...
how long must we train?
DEVOS: Until you are ready to ascend.
UTHER: And what is keeping me
from ascension?
DEVOS: Nothing
but the memory of your mortal life.
UTHER: How can I forget
when I can still feel his blade?
DEVOS: (GASPS) Your soul... is wounded?
Who did this to you?
UTHER: He was my student.
He betrayed us all.
DEVOS: Show me.
UTHER SCREAMS
DEVOS GASPS
PARAGONS CHATTERING
DEVOS: The runes on his blade
were unmistakable!
This dark agent runs free
on a mortal world
with the power of the Maw itself in hand!
Our realm is imperiled!
THENIOS: Impossible!
The Maw is inescapable.
You must return to the path.
DEVOS: If he had purged his life,
we never would have known
of this calamity!
The path is flawed!
ARCHON: Enough!
The order of the Shadowlands depends
on the execution of our eternal charge.
You will abandon this course.
DEVOS: As you command... my Archon.
DEVOS: Uther!
The time of your ascension has come.
UTHER: I... thought I was not ready.
DEVOS: Do you wish to see him punished?
UTHER: I do.
DEVOS: Then prepare yourself.
The moment he falls...
we will claim him.
WIND HOWLING
ARTHAS: I see...
only darkness...
before me.
DEVOS: Now, cast him into the Maw!
Return him to the darkness he served!
His eternal suffering awaits.
UTHER: He was...
my student.
DEVOS: Remember what he did
and take your vengeance.
UTHER: Not vengeance.
Justice.
# EPIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC
