(the sounds of war rage outside. the heart chamber thrums with silent music. voryn's doppelganger looks between them without recognition, bearing arms in defence of himself and the ancient relic behind him.)

If you do not know me, then we are enemies, (says the doppelganger, advancing.

before voryn can speak to protect link, the slope up from the antechamber far below them bursts wide with a glowing knight leading the way higher. his chitinous spear is brandished, long and ribboned in blue, as he advances with the men and women in service to him. lord nerevar, king of resdayn, calls to him, wrathful, having already been told the lies that once turned them against one another. it is nearly impossible to look away from him.)

Do you not recognize me? Fool, (voryn cries, throwing an arm out. he tries to ignore the spectre of the one that he loved marching behind him, ears growing hot with shame and rage.) Those tools have robbed you of all sense!

(when the chimer forces reach the bridge they face voryn's clone on, the sorcerer turns his head. leaving his back to link when they are strangers to one another may be a mistake, but neither of them has another choice to make lest they decided to cast themselves into the magma below.)

Link, turn and fight. I must deal with myself. Hold them off if you are able; I should not be long.