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BARBARA: Stop. I, Yetaxa, command you. There shall be no more blood spilt.
MAN: You have denied me honour.
TLOTOXL: Honour us then with your death.
(So the man jumps off the platform instead of having his heart cut out. In the distance, the thunder rumbles)
TLOTOXL: With death came rain.
BARBARA: Without your sacrifice came rain.
TLOTOXL: Does
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