16.11.13

17. No Ordinary Dagger

Tus:
Leave me.

Dastan:
Hello, Tus.

Tus:
Dastan!

Dastan:
We need to talk.

Tus:
Then talk!

Dastan:
Alone.

Tus:
Wait outside the chamber, now!

Dastan:
We are brothers, are we not?
The robe that killed father was poisoned by Nizam.

Tus:
Nizam? You are mad.

Dastan:
Who gave you the robe, Tus?
Who gave you the robe?!
You trusted him, as did I, but Alamut wasn't supplying our enemies with weapons. Nizam lied to us.

Tus:
Why he would do such a thing, what could he gain?

Dastan:
Listen to me carefully.
Beneath the streets of this city lies an ancient force, a container, holding the fabled Sands of Time.
Nizam wishes to use it to corrupt history, he wants to turn back time and make himself king.

Tus:
Sands of Time? Heresies Dastan, pagan madness.

Dastan:
I've seen its power with my own eyes, Tus.
Nizam discovered its resting place, and if we don't stop him our world could end.

Tus:
If you're gonna kill me, best you do it now.

Dastan:
This is no ordinary dagger.
You press the jewel on its hilt, and you'll see.
I should have the strength to do this before we invaded the city.

Tus:
What are you talking about?

Dastan:
To act of what I know is right.
No matter the consequences.

Nizam:
The soldiers remain out...

Tus:
Stay where you are!
He took his own life.

Nizam:
Then, God have mercy on the traitor, for he chose the path of the coward.

Tus:
We both know Dastan was many things, but not... a coward.

Dastan: 
This is no ordinary dagger. Press the jewel on its hilt, and you'll see.
No matter the consequences. 

Tus:
Stop!
A moment ago you died before my eyes.

Dastan:
Oh, you pressed it.

Tus:
How did you know I would?

Dastan:
Cause we are brothers.

Tus:
The day we left for war, our father told me a true king considers the advice of the counsel.
But always listens to his heart.
You shouldn't defy to go so far for me to believe you.

Nizam:
Your Majesty, the soldiers tell me that...
I see that Dastan has indeed return.

Dastan:
Tus, remember what I told you!

Nizam:
No, a moment.
Poor Tus, so eager for the crown.
And you, Dastan, always charging in, so desperate to prove you are more than something the king scraped of the street.
What a glorious mess we are.
It seems that bond between brothers,  is no longer the sword that defends our empire.
Yes!

Tamina:
He was one of us. He was the priest of the temple.
That's how Nizam discovered the existence of the Sand Glass.
He corrupted the guardians, infected us. We are no longer pure.
We must hurry.

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