We were beautiful once. The curve of her lips, the softness of her smile. Her eyes were portraits of a world without my cruelty. She was the star that lit my path. Without her... darkness. I will take, and take, until there is nothing left but her. I feel her calling out 'Viego, save me!' Isolde is gone. Yet I remain. Isolde was my life. Viego died when she did and the ruined king was born. Hate me if you must. Until she returns to my arms, all will be brought to ruin. I will rip her from the jaws of death. Fate cannot stop me. Nothing can. The world denied my happiness. Now, all will die. My love! My love! Where is she?! Die for her! I must have her back! I take what is mine! Viego grunts. Where is she?! ISOLDE!