At long last, Armatos sets foot in the Order's headquarters in the City. He pauses to reflect on the peaceful reading and reflecting going on.

[Liquid Snake]Brothers![/Liquid Snake]

I hope you are all ready to spread the Good Word as far east as our horses can take us! I see from the records that there's already been some discussion about what the future of the Order might look like, which I'm happy to see.

He turns to the Grandmaster.

My Lord, where shall we strike first? I dare say Jerusalem itself should be our first target, lest we end up having to wrest it from the Saracens!