You try, but something stops you

Your heart skips a beat as you listen to the words echo in your mind. Throughout all your troubles you had not abandoned your goddess, and she had not abandoned you! The divine hand is now fully extended towards you, open and waiting for you to take it. You reach out your hand to meet it, however it remains just out of your reach. Just as you are about to step up from your sitting position on the floor, though, a weight on your shoulders stops you.

As your hand reaches out in vain again, you see two hands appear on the handle of the blade still embedded in your torso. Everything freezes for a moment as you're left staring at these invaders. It is not until you see the hands start to move, pulling the sword slowly away from you, that you fully realize what is going on - while you are having this vision from your goddess, your body is still in the same place as it was before. The distant, neverending moans of your fallen sisters creeps back in, providing another reminder that your body is still almost completely naked, sitting on the floor right in front of Thoros. The weight on your shoulders just reinforces your dire predicament. You reach desperately to grasp your goddess's hand, unable to get enough leverage from your kneeling position to overcome the resistance.

After several attempts, the source of this resistance slowly appears in front of you. One hand on each shoulder, each matching those holding the sword of Saint Magdalena, appear, their unnatural strength keeping you down on the floor. As the wrists, then forearms, slowly invade into your vision, you realize these hands belong to your fallen Silent Watch sisters that surrounded you earlier. The rest of their bodies slowly come into view as they continue pulling the sword from your stomach. As their bodies come into view, your eyes linger on their bulging stomachs, each with a pentagram tattooed just above their pussy. This is the first time you are seeing these marks up close, and it is only now that you see the daemonic runes around both symbols. You don't know what exactly the runes mean, but you are sure it is a sign that these sisters are doomed to their fate. The copious amount of liquid trailing down their inner thighs and covering their breasts was even more proof of that.

You don't have much more time to look over their corrupted bodies, as soon they have pulled the sword nearly completely out of you. The blade is pristine, as if it hadn't just been pulled out of a body. You get a good look at the fine details carved into the flat of the blade for a brief moment before the two fallen sisters swiftly and methodically raise the sword to the sky. The efficiency in their coordination seemed more like a single entity was controlling them than any natural human movement. The two of them only hold the sword up for a brief second before swiftly bringing it back down, smashing the blade against the stone floor.

The sound of steel shattering against stone is ear-splitting, and as the pieces of the sacred sword scatter across the floor the vision of your goddess completely disappears. You are temporarily blinded as your eyes take a moment to readjust, and during this time the weight on your shoulders disappears. By the time your eyes readjust to the darkness, a terrible sight is before you. Two fallen sisters, kneeling in front of Thoros, have their heads bowed. Their arms are lifted above their heads and in their hands is the handle of the now broken holy relic.