Two down.

Altair: *holding Malthael's body close* Wake up Mal...please wake up...

Grim: First Ithereal, now Mal...

Mortus: when will it end?

Athena: Daddy...

Necro: *looks away*

Hope: what have we done to deserve this...*crying*

Daniel: dropping like flies...

Luke: how many of us are gonna die?

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