It's said that when all the Fomors are defeated, the black-winged goddess, Morrighan, will descend upon us and lead us to the paradise Erinn. We've been fighting for so long, we've slain so many Fomors. So many of our people have died in this endeavor, and still we see no sign of the goddess. Have you forsaken us, Morrighan? Has all of this been for naught? Nay. We won't believe it. This hope is all that we have. We, as mercenaries, must continue on -- we must beat back these wretched Fomors.
We will carry on. With these bloodied hands, we will force our way to Paradise. Answer us, Goddess. Hear our cries. Free us from this hell! Ready your weapons, comrades. This ... is not going to be easy.
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