‘Redemption!’ he cried, and the word had meaning again. He understood why Dhassaran shrieked it. He was pleading to continue the quest, to feel all the pain of seeking what would always be out of reach, because to do so was to be the faithful servant of the Blood God. Let him feel despair. Let it fuel his rage. Let him shed blood as never before, consumed by the knowledge that it would never be enough.
