The blood does not lie. Something worse is coming.
Papa Legba sees it all. That is my gift. That is my curse.
But a man walks Rada Mysters' halls who should not breathe our air.
Fair skin. Blond hair. He should not be here.
Oh... and I am not dead. Rada Mysters rises again.
I shout — stop! Wings tear through his shirt.
A démon in the Mysters. Mon Dieu — and someone's going to get hurt.
He swings a blade of burning black. I step through Nowhere — gone.
Navigation. The sight is not my only gift. The darkness gave me more than one.
He lunges. I am air. I reappear behind his back.
I drive my blade beneath the wing — executing my attack.
He falls. He crawls. His blood is warm across the stone.
A dying démon at my feet. I will not leave his secrets alone.
The blood shows me everything. Hélas — the blood does not lie.
Every sin, every secret, every reason why.
Démons fooled Niri — to sow chaos and make us die.
Our ending is revealed. A drop of blood in my eye.
I see what they are hiding. I see what they have done.
Hélas — the man who sees it all fears something bigger has begun.
The rebellion was a ruse — c'était un piège — we will be unmade.
The ones behind it are not human. They are not afraid.
Ahn-kroyahbl.
I kneel beside the body. A drop of blood — I press it to my eye.
A city built from stone. Fires burning through the ground.
A world I've never known — and every démon in it gathering around.
I see a room. A map of Vodun spread across the wall.
They tricked the Niri scouts and fed them plans to make us fall.
Dès le début — destruction of our realm was their aim.
They lit the match. They stoked the flame. They gave the rage a name.
And someone on our side — Un traître - someone opened up the gate.
Another Loa fed them passage. Mon Dieu — and now it is too late.
The blood shows me everything. Hélas — the blood does not lie.
Every sin, every secret, every reason why.
Démons fooled Niri — to sow chaos and make us die.
Our ending is revealed. A drop of blood in my eye.
I see what they are hiding. I see what they have done.
Hélas — the man who sees it all fears something bigger has begun.
The rebellion was a ruse — c'était un piège — we will be unmade.
The ones behind it are not human. They are not afraid.
Ahn-kroyahbl.
But this démon is a scout. A foot soldier. He does not know it all.
I see an armée gathering — hundreds of thousands answering the call.
They are coming for Vodun. They are coming for Niri.
They are coming for me — Mon Dieu, can you see?
La vérité — this blood is proof. The wings, the skin, the blade.
I must bring this to my Loa before the price is paid.
She did not listen when I warned her about the Thunder and his rage.
Fout Tonné — this time the enemy is worse. This time I will not leave the stage.
I warned them once before. The Loa would not hear.
I brought the proof, I brought the maps, I laid them at her feet.
Fout Tonné — they never listen till the thunder's at the gate.
And when they finally understand — c'est trop tard. Always too late.
But this time what is coming is not a man with lightning in his hand.
This time what is coming will swallow every kingdom in the land.
The blood shows me everything. Hélas — the blood does not lie.
Every sin, every secret, every reason why.
Démons fooled Niri — to sow chaos and make us die.
Our ending is revealed. A drop of blood in my eye.
I see what they are hiding. I see what they have done.
Hélas — the man who sees it all knows something bigger has begun.
The rebellion was a ruse — c'était un piège — we will be unmade.
The ones behind it are not human. They are not afraid.
Ahn-kroyahbl.
Ma Loa — I bring you blood. I bring you proof.
A démon's body on your Mysters floor.
She did not listen last time.
She will listen now.