How fare the Blades?

Not yet figured it out, eh?

What?

What is Sydney thinking? Summoning evil beyond his control... He fills his chalice with poison, and savors it like wine!

Do not run, Ashley. See with your eyes.

Forgive me, Samantha. I need your soul. Our cause needs a martyr.

Search! The rathole Müllenkamp's been using is here somewhere! Leave no stone unturned!

You killed your beloved wife and child...

This feeling... The power! It swells and flows through me!

I will not yield so easily next we meet.

I think not. Our Ashley is a vessel, you see.

...Of course, my love.

Tieger, this is him. The VKP's Riskbreaker.

Here, let me jog your memory!!

“The Crimson Blades”―in direct service to the cardinal.

Of course you must.

What is this!?

Yes...

I love you, Samantha. As God is my witness.

'“...Papa”

...Merlose.

Did you not verify their corpses?

We shall join the others, then. Yet crossing the river means...

An elite member of the Kingsguard loses his wife and child... A tragedy. He becomes a VKP Riskbreaker. This is the lie! A memory false as summer snow!

You think the Dark flows only within your city? You underestimate the cardinal!!

Your will, my lord?

The fiend!!

...A shame your skill in the killing arts did not go the way of your memory.

Come, Riskbreaker. Your death will be my rebirth!

Wait, where are you going?

Of course. You're the only one who does not.

...But be wary, your foe is strong.

Come, Riskbreaker. Your death will be my rebirth!

Papa, a sip of water!

Please, my friend! I speak only the truth.

...Merlose.

I was the one who set you up as the VKP's errand-boy. And... I have you to thank for my current lack of employ.

You hungry, boy?

Trapped in purgation, they yearn for life. Thus they seek bodies without souls... And the “corpses that walk” are born.

You killed our brother...

I love you, Ashley.

Yet our charge is to drub those Müllenkamp scoundrels an'―

All witnesses to our operations must be “dealt” with. It is our code.

They will soon hold the surface. We are lost!

The Blades have provided the perfect distraction.

Ach, there's no pulse. He's gone...

That boy...

But you have already begun believing. Am I wrong, Ashley?

The VKP saw the opportunity to turn your guilt to patriotic zeal. They twisted your very soul, Ashley.

Stop your whimpering! You'd come this far only to leave empty-handed?