Lyla: We are the last bastion of the faith!
Lyla: Do not let a single heretic near the Holy One's palace!
Serenoa: All soldiers, march! The palace is within our reach!
Serenoa: I didn't want this, Minister Lyla. You were the last person I wished to cross swords with.
Lyla: You have a silver tongue, Minister Serenoa. It has brought you far.
Serenoa: You don't belong here in Hyzante. There is a greater world open to one of your wisdom.
Lyla: Hyzante is where I was born, and it is where I shall die. Such is the decision I made on that day so long ago.
Serenoa: ...Then so be it.
Frederica: Withdraw your troops, Minister Lyla! To insist on fighting is folly!
Lyla: One day you will understand a mother's love. The willingness to sacrifice for something greater than yourself.
Lyla: I've come too far to look back now. This is all I have.
Lyla: A child on the battlefield? What hell have I been thrust into?
Quahaug: Your face is clouded with sorrow... Have you ever truly known happiness?
Lyla: Ungh... It shall take more than that to make my faith waver.
Lyla: I won't allow you to set foot near the palace! This heresy ends now!
Medina: Even now I struggle to understand the words you said that day. To see the wisdom in them.
Medina: And my time with the Wolfforts has given strength to my convictions.
Medina: I know now to look inward if I am to move forward. That is the only way I can live unburdened by doubt.
Lyla: You are yet a student, and know nothing of the way of the world. Even so, I am afraid I can offer you no mercy here.
Decimal: You are...my first master? My creator?
Lyla: How...? The first model was destroyed.
Corentin: Minister Lyla. I didn't think we'd meet again under such dire circumstances.
Corentin: I still have respect for your knowledge and for all that I've learned under your tutelage. You needn't remain a tool to this stifling theocracy.
Lyla: I failed you, Corentin. I could not stop you from turning your back on the Goddess.
Lyla: And now I must deliver Her punishment to you.
Milo: You knew the path you walked was stained with corruption. But you chose to walk it regardless, didn't you?
Lyla: We do not all have the luxury of choosing our own path, child.
Lyla: Ungh... No... We mustn't let our holy ground be tainted...
Lyla: It's over... They've won...
