00:01What may I bring you, my lord, my lady?
00:04Two pots of ale.
00:12My lady, I sense no strong presence anywhere within this town.
00:16Are you certain he would come here?
00:19Someone at the Crown Court knew Veronia's late sovereign.
00:22He told me this is the very street where she found the boy and brought him home.
00:26Then let us pray we find him.
00:30A man of such power bound to our realm.
00:33And we need never fear the fiends again.
00:37Veronia, then move swiftly.
00:48Nearly there. Nine pots in ten.
00:52Not yet enough. Not enough to walk unchallenged.
00:55Then we continue. The next city. The next feeding. It will not be long.
01:00Hold. You forget, Adrian is not all that Verisha has left.
01:03In that royal capital, there is still the old wretch.
01:06Not as formidable as Adrian, but enough to halt our march.
01:27He yet lives.
01:30He lives. And he is not so aged that he cannot kill.
01:36A nuisance!
01:38A nuisance!
01:38Which is why we do not march upon the royal capital.
01:41Not yet.
01:42We hold this city.
01:43We consume them one by one.
01:45And we wait for the Oserium Warren to wake.
01:48Ha! Yes! The Oserium Warren.
01:51That reckless fool, so consumed with striking thirst, hurled himself at Adrian alone,
01:57suffered wounds enough to fall him, and is lain sleeping in the nither deep these ten years past.
02:02Of the eight dread captains beneath the lord below, he stands supreme.
02:06When he wakes and the three of us stand together, none shall halt us.
02:11Adrian alone accepted.
02:12Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
