SISTERS OF AGONY

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Von List: Kortifex, kindly tell your lackey not to crowd me. It is... distracting.
Zaballa: Tell me yourself, red-blood. No need to trouble my lord if I intimidate you.
Zaballa: And it’s not you I am drawn to. It is he who resides in your unworthy flesh.
Kortifex: Zaballa, keep a civil tongue. You are here to help him as much as to help me.
Von List: Precisely. Though there is something else troubling me: why does she look so much like that mad demon helping the enemy?
Zaballa: Saraxis? Well, what do you expect? She’s my sister.
Von List: I beg your pardon?
Kortifex: She refers to the Sisters of Agony. There are always five of them.
Kortifex: Should one fall, I choose a replacement from the Dark Aether clans and... alter her to match the others.
Von List: I see. You do that if one “falls.” But not if one betrays you...?
Kortifex: That human scholar betrayed you, Wolfram. We all have our disappointments.
Zaballa: Don’t worry, Wolfie -- she’ll be dead soon. And then you’ll only have my pretty faces to worry about.