Dahlia was almost gnashing her teeth to get to the third piece once they had left the drowned temple. She ignored again the implication that she was nephalem, and that Leah's mother was somewhere alive. She was on a mission, and her group had just one more thing to do to restore the stranger's memories. Kormac could see, however, the sudden pain in her eyes when she saw Wortham burning. The entire town was already destroyed, and there was nothing they could do but save the last remaining people, a few who died right in front of them. She screeched at the cultists and nearly tried to attack the glowing apparition of Magdha, and her rage only caused her to jump in power once again.
But when they found out that the sword, the stranger, and Leah had all been taken, along with Deckard Cain, Dahlia destroyed what was left of the church with one large burst of energy. They ran back to Cain's house, and watched in horror as all their work was corrupted and destroyed. And a small piece of all of them died with Deckard Cain. Leah was devastated, and while Dahlia assured her that they would get revenge, she quickly left them all to another part of the village. Kormac found her hours later in the cellar Haedrig had led her to when they had to kill his wife.
She was curled up in the very back, staring blankly at the now washed cellar. It was as though nothing had happened. She barely noticed Kormac sit down next to her, but she leaned into him, taking comfort in the fact that he wasn't in his war gear.
"I couldn't stop any of it from happening," she whispered.
"How could you have known?"
"We helped Magdha every step of the way. She used us to do all the hard work, and then she just snatched it up. We did this. Cain is dead because of me."
"We were doing the right thing. We followed the Light, and it was corrupted by evil. But we have to keep our faith and hope."
"There is no hope."
"We have the sword. It's all together, and Cain asked us in his last moments to make it worthwhile. We have to get it back to the stranger. Our quest hasn't changed. It has not changed at any point."
"I know you haven't heard the voice of assurance. But that's because you've already been assured. You assured yourself, knowing this was your destiny."
"Then I'm an idiot!" She pushed away from him, hiding her face in the corner. "The more I do, the worse things become! We were fucking pawns, Kormac!"
Kormac felt a sad lurch in his heart. He wondered if that voice he heard was a trick caused by Magdha so he would help with these trials. He watched Dahlia lose her entire sense of self right in front of him.
"Ah, there you two are," Lyndon said, coming into the room, "When are we leaving? I have a feeling money is on the way."
"I see you haven't had any problem with what just happened," Kormac said. Lyndon shrugged.
"I think you know where I stand," he said, looking at Kormac.
"That 'inspiration' might have been Magdha."
"What inspiration?" Dahlia asked.
Kormac sighed. "Lyndon and I both heard a voice pressing us on to complete our tasks. It told me that if I kept my hope and faith, we could get through it together."
"I know you won't lose your faith because of this, Kormac. But she could have said those words to reaffirm your beliefs and make you work harder, that is for sure."
Lyndon sighed and sat down. "I hate to be the voice of... anything, really, but there is a man who's been captured and is probably being tortured. Innocent men shouldn't be locked up."
"You sound like you speak from experience," Dahlia said.
"I should probably tell you about my brother," he replied. Kormac and Dahlia listened to Lyndon's tale, confounded by either his motivations or his morals. Either way, they both regarded him a bit differently afterwards. Kormac was almost saddened that he couldn't remember his own past to encourage Dahlia, who was thoughtful after the story.
"You're right," Dahlia said, "Magdha needs to pay for what she's done, not an innocent man. Especially if Cain thought he was an angel."
"Deckard Cain was the last of the Horadrim. He knew everything about angels and demons," Kormac said, "This stranger is clearly something special, and despite how 'destined' we are for anything, we're the only ones who know where to look."
"If we could do the trials Magdha couldn't, then she's surely weaker than us or anything she could throw at us. We'll take the battle to her. We'll take revenge for what's happened, and how she used all of us." Dahlia stood up, fire in her eyes. "This isn't about our destiny anymore. I want her blood on my hands."
Kormac looked up at her, surprised by her sudden change in attitude. Lyndon, who didn't know her quite as well and had mostly only seen her in battle, didn't notice. He just smiled. "Let's go raid our way to the angel."