Harbinger… please allow me to introduce myself.
I am Milos, the Ovum Keeper.
As you can see… it has been a woeful duty.
With so few ova in our care.
This sacred hall was once defiled.
The Undermether’s womb... breached.
Her children-to-be stolen… including you, Harbinger.
I know you will succeed… where we failed.
I will do all that is required to serve you… Harbinger.
You should let Vratko wash your feet.
He only uses the finest milk.
I will consider your… offer.
Thank you, Milos
You should let Vratko wash your feet.
He only uses the finest milk.
I… felt the reverberation again.
It’s even stronger now.
Tell me more.
I feel Her in my heart.
Is this… love?
Perhaps you’ve been chosen, too.
Me? I do not dare believe it.
The reverberation of which I spoke.
The one inside of me.
It’s become clear to me it is…
A stronger devotion to you.
To Mether.
Is this... love?
The Harbingers’ arrival has… inspired you.
Has it not?
You seem… like your old self again.
Perhaps so.
I have prayed often for such a day… but… well…
I never doubted you of course.
But to see this… is a miracle.
It’s… as if I can feel the Blessed Mether’s presence.
Her… joy perhaps?
I’ve been feeling strange lately.
A kind of… reverberation inside.
Do you know what I speak of?
Don't fret.
You remind me of my younger self.
Filled with faith.
Yes… it must be… faith.
Anything else would be… blasphemous.
I haven’t told the others...
But I’ve been feeling strange lately.
A kind of… reverberation inside.
I don’t know what to make of it.
Could it be... Her?
Forgive me. Such thoughts are… impure.
You’re helping with the search?
It seems I still have a role to play.
An unexpected, but wonderful blessing.
It’s good to see you walk these halls again.
Harbinger.
Eggbringer.
Deliverer.
Praise Mether.
High Sester.
Greetings, Sester.
Thank you for listening.
You’ve bolstered my faith.
May the Mether shelter you in her bosom.
I will keep these Ova safe. I promise you.
I will do all that is required to serve you… Harbinger.
I'm not sure I want to tell you anymore.
Rude to walk away as someone is speaking.
You might be the harbinger, but you're a bad listener.
Oh, I see you must have more important matter to attend to.
It's you? In the flesh?
Our faith has been rewarded.
Harbinger, we’ve prepared the Gloom Siphon for your coming.
This ovum… it’s perfect.
And all because of you.
You’ve given us hope, Harbinger. Thank you.
We'll ensure they’re never pilfered again.
Ovum Keeper, are you prepared?
My life, High Sester, has been devoted to preparing...
As was foretold, you have brought more Ova.
Greetings, High Sester.
Do you ever tire, Harbinger?
You never tire, High Sester?
Harbinger, may we speak again?
In confidence?
High Sester... may we speak in private?
Something’s coming, Harbinger!
I feel the Undermether!
She is… she’s…. chosen...
... me?
(screams of agony)
Sester... it's happening.
The Blessed Mether... she's... she's...
… filled me?
(screams of agony)
She’s here.
Harbinger.... oh my!
You have recovered so many Ova.
So many more than was foretold.
High Sester.
What is it Milos?
It is a wonder… to see these Ova.
I will guard them with my life. I swear it.
Harbinger...
Can I confide in you?
High Sester... can I confide in you?
(screams of agony)
What is... this… vile growth?
This is not the Blessed Mether’s doing.
Make haste, Harbinger… I fear for Her.
The Foul Passenger…
His grasp is tightening.
On Her. On everything.
