Isabel:
Kneel, Conquistador.
[Tomas kneels before her]
Isabel:
Let in the morning light.
[the doors are opened; light floods into the hall]
Isabel:
The beast runs amok in my kingdom. He has isolated me, and now he is sharpening his talons for one more fateful push. But salvation lies in the jungles of New Spain. Will you deliver Spain from bondage?
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