A traitor has torn Jil’s band apart, and now the remaining climbers must regroup to save their allies. As the Tower transforms around them, the streets of Uruk are caught up in a violent riot of revolution.
Anger suits you better than tears, Miss Kaaya.
.الغضب يناسبك أفضل من الدموع يا آنسة كايا
Zorn steht Euch viel besser zu Gesicht
als Tränen, Fräulein Kaaya.