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(Whisper) Mali, you fool! Look what you've done!

What the... blast it, I forgot about you two.

A-Are you alright, Saintess?

Mali! Come and apologize to the Saintess.

I-I'm sorry, Saintess.

It's alright. Just a ball. It didn't hurt at all.

I still have to continue the ritual. Can you go home? Are your parents here?

S-Saintess—

Mom and Dad died a long time ago. My home is the temple.

I'll, er, go home then, Father?

(Under the breath) Go! I'll have you copying scriptures if you cause any more trouble!

*sob*—

I deeply apologize, Saintess...

How many children like him are there in the village?

I've taken in nine. Some are orphans, while others were entrusted to me by their parents who went to the cities to find work.

But we haven't heard from them since the disaster...

...Saintess! Do you know what's happening with this disaster? When can my wife come back?

What did I tell you, Bauer?

Has Kjeragandr really abandoned us?

Enough—

She would never do that.

In these days of hardship, we must remember, believe, and trust that She is kind and just.

I will do my best, so that your prayers, and the prayers of all Kjerag, will be heard by Her once again.

Please, trust me, in Kjeragandr's name.

By Kjeragandr, She will protect us, and protect the Saintess.

After a moment of silence, the villagers bow their heads together behind the cleric in a gesture of reverence. They have chosen to believe.

The Saintess nods and departs again. The snowy peaks in the distance await.