Kain arrives at the entrance of the Cathedral.
He is immediately confronted by Raziel, whose eyes periodically glow green.
Kain. Why is this no surprise?
Because our destinies run together, Raziel, like
two rivers that have met and can never be distinct again. At your
every fatal turn, you will find me.
And the free will you said was mine, what has
become of that?
You still have it. And that has everything
to do with my presence here now.
It was your machinations that set my destiny
in motion. The coin you tossed has struck the earth. Now you
must abide by its outcome.
The coin is still turning, Raziel. To reach
the resolution we both can live with, that will best serve our futures,
Janos Audron must not be raised.
Because you do not wish it? Is my free
will to be exercised only when it accords with your whim?
There is much more at stake in this than you
Yes, and it is Janos who has the answers I desire.
You must trust me, Raziel. Our intentions
- for Nosgoth, for our futures - are not so diverse.
I must trust you -- or?
I have not come here to threaten you, Raziel.
You say that, while you hold in your hand the
instrument of my doom?
Kain 'sheathes' his sword so that his hands
I saved you from the Reaver once. I have
no intention of imprisoning you within the blade.
At least not until the moment it serves your
plans to do so.
You are not the only one at risk. I may
carry the instrument of your destruction, but I, too, have taken a chance
in coming here. Or haven't you realized -- you bear the only weapon
that can kill me.
Raziel summons the wraith blade.
Then you know what I am -- and who you are?
I believe I do.
And still you think you can move me about like
your pawn. Think again, Kain.
Raziel feints at him. Kain dodges.
Take heed, Raziel.
Why? If we are who we are, then are we
not destined to fight to the death, to decide the fate of Nosgoth?
Don't be a fool. I will not fight you.
And that will be the prophesied heroes' battle?
I win, because you will not fight me?
Raziel feints at him again, a little more seriously
The mighty Kain, Scion of Balance, would-be savior
of Nosgoth, surrenders before the final battle even begins --
He goes to strike again, but Kain pushes him
Very well, if this will make you see reason --
They fight. Kain beats Raziel to a point
where he is at a momentary disadvantage, and Kain has a chance to reason
with him. Kain holds the Reaver on him, to keep him still.
Now - you will listen to me.
The Heart of Darkness must remain undiscovered. Great harm will come
of its use.
You don't know where it is, do you?
-- you never looked for it.
It doesn't matter, Raziel. Listen to me
- you must understand that every creature is bound to one predestined path.
We are all shackled--
--to the Wheel of Fate. Believe me, I know
that even better than you do.
Kain ignores Raziel's interruption and continues
his thought --
All but one. Because of your re-making,
you are the one unbound creature, the one among us all that truly has free
will. You have a choice, Raziel --
Which I'm sure I must make at your direction.
Your pawn has reached the end of the board, Kain. And now my powers
may even surpass yours. How ironic if the creature that you made
should prove your own undoing. Now - we finish this. Once and
|Raziel attacks Kain. Eventually he is
able to get in a slash at Kainís chest with the wraith blade. Unable
to push Raziel back any longer, Kain reaches up to grasp Raziel's arm to
prevent the blow of his sword. Holding on to Raziel's arm, Raziel's
soul begins to drain out of him and through Kain, to reach the material
Reaver. They are both astonished. Raziel gasps in pain.
No - Raziel--
in horror and rage
His words are cut off, as Raziel plunges his
left hand into Kain's chest -- breaking Kain's grasp, and aborting his
soul's absorption into the Reaver -- and pulls out Kain's heart:
the Heart of Darkness. He holds it up to Kain. Kain emits a
'Woe to the conquered' - I have found the Heart
of Darkness. And you - go to oblivion.
With his new telekinetic powers, Raziel blasts
Kain backward -- he is swallowed up into a dimensional rift, and disappears.
Raziel staggers backward, the Heart in one hand, the wraith-blade in the
other. This was a reflexive act -- even he can't quite believe what
he's just done. He breathes heavily as the rush of adrenaline fades.
Kain was gone. The madness of this place
had somehow fueled my rage, and as it subsided I felt no elation, no sense
of victory. Only a calm certainty that we had once again walked blindly
into our enemies' trap. I couldn't be sure whether Kain had truly
intended to destroy me - and now it appeared I would never know.