Amalia's voice becomes monotone, as if she is reading from notes, and her eyes stare emptily into space, past

Amalia's voice becomes monotone, as if she is reading from notes, and her eyes stare emptily into space, past your shoulder. "To give your life for the Goddess — isn't it the greatest honor any of us can receive? And destroying the false ruler — isn't that the truest destiny of all of nature's loyal servants?"