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precious stone you people have worshipped upon...
...and I have yet to find it.
Have you ever met a Sybelline monk, traitor?
The monks of his order are unwavering in their obedience to the virgin oracle.
With the right prodding, the
Oracle can see where the bow rests.
Couldn't she Monk?
Tell me where she is.
I know your faith, Monk.
Sybellines are forbidden to take a life under any circumstance.
Even their own.
You have no choice
but to tell me what I want to know.
A monk can be made to talk with or without his tongue.
Give him to the beast Make him tell you where the oracle is being kept.
- Do you have any children?
- Not yet.
A man's seed can be his most brutal weapon.
For generations, your people
will stare into the eyes of their sons
and they will see my likeness.
I will be remembered in every glance,
every smile, every tear that is shed for eternity.
But before your baptism,
Understand that you are not drawn here
to my flame... on instinct.
You're here because you are a coward.
and the world does not need anymore cowards.
So I shall do this world a great favor.
And mark you as one of us.
And rid you of the ability to populate the earth.
Traitor!
Although you will not hear them,
Your forefathers weep in their graves.
For the future of their bloodline
ends with you here tonight.
Old man?
Old man!
Hello?
You must learn to master your emotions.
Rhythm, Theseus, rhythm.
- Noooooooooo! - Huh?
Theseus!
Wait!
Witness hell!
Not him.
Give him to the jailer.
He can work in the salt mines.
His pain has just begun.
Hyperion's legions show no mercy.
They have destroyed every holy shrine in
their quest for the Epirus Bow.
It is only a matter of time before they find it.
I've noticed their king takes the greatest
care with women that carry a child.
And personally sees to their slaughter.
He ventures to eradicate the Hellenic future.
They honor no rules of engagement.
Effective!
At least, thus far.
Effective? Cowardly.
That may be,
But the Hellenics have yet to adapt.
- And until they do...
- Isn't it time to intervene Zeus?
How can you stomach bearing witness such atrocities
whilst doing nothing?
I obey the law!
No God shall interfere in the affairs of man.
Unless the titans are released.
If we are to expect mankind to have faith in us...
then we must have faith in them.
We must allow them to use their own free-will.
And what if they unearth the Bow?
If any of you come to the aid man
or otherwise influence the
affairs of mankind as a God,
the punishment will be death.
- Who are they?
- The Virgin Oracles!
The Heraklians must have found the temple.
- You don't know of them?
- I don't.
I wouldn't mind knowing them all for a night.
stand fast!
- You are a thief?
- I am a thief my lady.
Were it not for these chains,
Tonight, we must flee this place.
Whichever is strong enough to fight,
- And that man there.
- He didn't even go for the water.
He won't make it to morning.
Just be ready.
Stay apart!
Get inside!
Stay alive...
My Oracle...
You were presented with vision.
What have you seen?
Slave by the water.
He is touched by the Gods.
If he embraces Hyperion,
all of Greece will be destroyed.
Summon the guards.
Only one of them is the true Oracle.
They say that she is pure...
The others are there
to protect her identity.
with visions of the future.
- If she were to be violated?
- The prophecy would be corrupted.
What a waste...
- Halt!
- Keys!
Run!
We'll take care of guards. Run!
You should get some sleep.
You know I am stronger than I look.
I'll be fine.
Perhaps you have trouble sleeping...
..Because you are haunted
by your visions.
Some people do consider my visions to be a gift.
A gift?
How can they be considered a gift?
You can see the future,
But you do not have the power to change it.
Sorry.
Why would you do such a thing?
You risked your life
to save a complete stranger.
Only faithless man would ask such a question.
And her Gods were absent when she needed them the most.
As was I...
So we both mourn?
You, for what has past,
and I, what is to come.
What happened to them?
I gave an order for them not to be touched.
They tried to flee, my king.
Seven of our best men were killed in the struggle.
Seven of your best men,
killed by women?
I wish to know where the Epirus Bow rest.
Which of you can tell me this?
Which of you is the true Oracle?
If I am forced to search you out by other means,
you will experience disomfort.
Discomfort unique to your gender.
So you tell me
which one of you is her.
I am the one you seek.
No, it is I.
I am the one you seek.
The other one said the same thing.
They all claim to be the Oracle.
- The other one?
- Yes, my king.
- The other one? What other one?
- There were four of them.
One of them escaped...
..With a group of slaves
from the watering hole.
- Mondragon?
- Sire.
Find the one that escaped.
Bring her to me alive!
The Dark seas...
These waters are thick with oil.
- and the boat?
- It's a Heraklian merchant ship.
Our best bet is to ambush it
and head south.
- South is not our journey.
- Well it is for me.
From what I hear,
the women down there can get to the meat of a Malakian chestnut with only their tongues.
Shall you and I test the limits of that desire, my dear?
The gods have given me vision.
Yet all you do is dream of your appetites
I would rather follow my appetites
than to follow
hallucinations of a harlot.
- She's a high priestess.
- It doesn't matter to me?
A priestess or whore, I'm heading south.
Was it something I said?
Well friend? What will it be?
South with me,
Or will you follow... the lady?
Neither.
I'm taking that ship north
to Hyperion's camp at the monastery.
Your saviour sounds a lot like a mad man to me, Your highness.
Personally, I would rather fight with a madman, than against him.
Are you minding this?
That is the mortal your father so extolls, is it not?
And he is with the Oracle.
Poseidon, if Zeus were to suspect you,
we will come to your defense.
Back!
I thought you said this was a merchant ship!
I guess I was wrong!
The sea has forever been an
unpredictable domain...
When the cloudless skies thunders, stand fast!
- We have to jump now!
- Stand fast!
You knew that wave would save us.
What I see is only a glimmer
of what may come to pass.
Your actions & desires shape what lies ahead.
What else have you seen?
A body wrapped in a shroud, on a rock.
You holding the Epirus Bow and...
embracing Hyperion.
Impossible! I would not embrace
Hyperion!
He killed my mother.
Your mother?
Was she given a proper burial?
No. She still lies where
Hyperion cut her down.
Then you must bury your mother.
Her faith demands it.
- I do not believe in the gods.
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