User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-27550231-20161118055722/@comment-28358106-20161119092124

"Oh, but this army was already yours, Jorge.  Yes, indeed..."

The room is suddenly filled with familiar faces. Faces of those long lost. Faces he knows from Lescatie...

"They know you well.  The echoes of their pain cry out for vengeance, for a leader to take them forth, to finish that which was started by the White Lilim.  They know you, O Champion.  They, to whom you are beloved, seek release, that which only you can give them.  A Champion, worthy of the mantle of Demonslayer.  The Rider of the Pale Horse..."