Meanwhile, the priestesses outside the carriage were pondering whether they could very conspicuously kill the heretic, cut her corpse into cubes, and cook a soup with them to feed the next ten captive Sorn-Tarnites.
- THE GREAT STROOK OF SORN-TARNA IS COMING! THE UNBELIEVERS WILL BE DESTROYED! MAY THEY DROWN IN HIS SEED! O GREAT STROOK, MAY YOUR FAITHFUL SERVANTS BE SAVED! STROOOOOOOOOOK!
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт