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were left, Jhinna.

I had to take what I could get.

He is no older than your son, Erito.

Did my father really killed them all?

Suppose this hand reached out

and caressed you tonight?

No?

Then this one?

It can be yours, If you want it.

I'll be Hebalon's Commander-in-Chief again,

with you by my side.

I can be put together

any way you choose!

Let the slaves go! This is wrong!

What?

I can love you the way you are.

Really?

No, Jhinna, you can learn to love me.

No.

No.

Erito, what are you doing?

Stop! Erito.

I have to do this.

Forgive me.

You don't understand?

Stop!

What don't I understand?

Answer me!

What don't I understand?

Spare my life, Hal.

Spare me. For the sake of my children,

for my boy.

I've always trusted you, Erito.

I have never betrayed you,

and now you turn on me.

Hal!

Traitor!

Traitor!

TRAITOR!

Sahro?

Take him away.

Take your hands off me!

Come on. Come on, I say!

No, let go of me.

Anything you want to say in your defence

before you die?

What have I done?

Come now,

we know you're spying for Hebalon.

No.

Then explain why you're carry

a Hebalonian sword?

I found it out by the Lake.

He's lying!

Look at me. I'm just a poor nomad.

My father is dead,

and I'm travelling West to escape the war.

What war?

They say that Hebalon is planning for war,

to avenge my... The murder of the Kharo.

Shall we bring him along,

or should we finish him here?

No!

- Well...

- You...

Still some kind of freedom fighter?

Were they rough on you?

Just a little.

Does your life hang by a thread?

I don't care who you are,

you deserve better treatment than this.

You've saved my little scumbag

of my brother's life,

and for that I'll always be grateful.

My name is Zita.

Where are you taking me?

Wherever we decide to take you,

we need to know whose side you are on.

So tell me, stranger with no name,

whose side are you on?

My own.

Hebalon.

Meet your new husband, Ghrak,

Commander-in-Chief of the Hebalon army.

I'd rather die.

As you wish, Kharia Jhinna.

Aren't they beautiful?

Yes.

They are dancing the story of our people.

Those are the Siads from Abagos.

Abagos?

Yes.

Our lost city.

Abagos.

Once, we all lived as one people

in the city of Abagos.

The Hebalonians came and drove us out.

They destroys everything,

murdered and raped.

Since then,

we have had to live as fugitives.

- ls that true?

- Yes. Didn't you know?

Hebalon is built upon the ruins of Abagos.

We have never given up hope

of one day reclaiming our city.

How on earth did he do that?

I've never seen anything like it!

Zita?

Zita?

Do you want to know our secret,

how we leap,

then come with me!

Now look up.

Can you see where you end?

No. Can you?

I end where you begin,

and where you end, I begin.

In that way we are all connected.

Connected?

Look!

What?

We are guiding each other.

When you learn to be guided by Love,

then you can use its strength,

with dwells in all life

not just your own.

Then you can do as we do,

move like the wind.

Now, you try!

Agra?

ls that you, Zita?

I could tell it was time.

Yes.

Listen to me!

Sideon came to me last night in a dream.

He said, many strings will fall to earth

and the sky shall burn.

But he who shines like gold

will guide his people through these times.

Who is he? I asked,

a stranger everywhere,

both at home and abroad,

to himself and to others,

he answered and then he was gone.

Now I can let go.

You must take over.

He who shines like gold.

Agra!

Sahro, yes.

Zita!

Going around spying on us, are you?

Tell us who you really are, or I'll..

Lhosa!

You are Sahro.

So tell me your name,

now that you know mine.

Gladly. I am Hal Tara of Hebalon,

son of the Kharo whom you murdered,

and I have come for my revenge.

Let's just kill him!

He who shines like gold...

Let me kill him!

Remember, Hal.

If you are not bound together in Love,

then you are tied by hate.

Come on now, you...

Let him go.

You heard what the lady said.

Take him out into the desert

and let him rot there.

Welcome home, Erito.

Where's Eike?

Where's my family?

Where's Hal?

He is dead.

I swear on the strings of my un-born child.

The Zeriths took him.

Really? And where are the Zeriths, then?

Closer than we thought.

They have a secret route

through the Nordessa Forest.

They're camped West of the Lake

of the thousand Dead Warriors.

Where is Eike?

Nice work, Erito, very nice.

Your first task as Commander-in-Chief

of the Hebalonian army

will be to wipe them out for all time.

l?

You? No, my friend,

you are relieved of your command.

Say hello to your successor.

Erito.

Erito! you are alive!

Eike!

Look! Look, our child!

Dad, Dad!

Xath!

I've got it...

I've got your sleeping bird.

Here, here come, come...

I can't reach.

Reach out!

Where have you been?

I looked everywhere for you.

Erito, Erito listen.

Where 's Hal?

He 's coming back to save us, isn't he?

Isn't he?

Hebalon is a closed city!

Only slave-drivers will be let in now.

Sahro.

Get him!

Lay hold of his leg-string.

He's heavy, this one is.

Has to be solid mahogany.

I am Hal Tara, of Hebalon.

Take your hands off me!

You shut your trap!

Do you realise who I am?

I am the son of the Kharo.

This idiot's got desert fever.

Let go of me!

We've got him,

make ready?

Come on then, time is a-wasting!

Hebalon's off to war,

and the army needs new strings.

Come on, Kharo son, push!

Show us what you are made of!

Push, you miserable creature!

Push!

Put your back into it,

put, you...

I recognise you, Kharo son.

I do recognise you. You have my hand.

Shut up down there!

Push!

What a sorry pair we are, Ola.

Soon, we'll be done for.

You poor sad old bird,

why can't you fly?

If you could only fly, Ola,

the two of us would be saved.

Come on, Ola. You can do it.

Set us free! Come on.

Set us free.

I can take you to freedom.

I am all you have left, Jhinna.

Your brother is dead.

The Zeriths took him.

You must believe me.

No. In heaven our strings are touching.

- Jhinna...

- Hal's and mine...

It feels as though someone is playing

the most wonderful music on my strings.

As though they are vibrating...

Just listen!

I can tell he's alive and

that he will return.

Wait and see.

Tonight I dreamed of Sideon!

He was disguised as an old Zerith,

his voice sounded like the wind blowing

through the dry grass on the great plains.

Some people are bound together, Ghrak.

Like Hal and me,

like the man who loses his hand

and the slave who gives him a new one.

If you feel, then you'll know it's true.

Yes.

And to whom are you bound, Ghrak?

My father, who robbed you

of your strength and beauty?

To Nezo?

To those from whom

you took your body parts?

Not to me.

Whatever you do to me,

I will never ever be yours.

Well then, I cannot help you.

Goodbye, Jhinna.

Guard!

Take them down there!

Hal!

Erito?

ls that really you?

How did you end up here?

That's a very long story.

Listen carefully!

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