Nezo:
[Hal confronts Nezo]
It's too late, Hal. Thanks to you, the army has long since been sent against the Zeriths. It was so nice of you to locate them for us. Don't delude yourself, you are a son of Hebalom. You are like me, like your father. You can't runaway from that. So come on then, you miserable coward. Kill me!
Hal:
[Hal refuses and throws aside the pollaxe]
No! I am like my father. And in the last few seconds of his life. I am beginning where he ends and I shall have the strength to do what he did not.
[Hal looks at his new hand]
Hal:
In fact, I promised a friend to use this hand for something good.
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