Think of the power locked in these wastes. We need only to find it. Once liberated, we shall never rely on tincture of lyrium or crude bloodwork again. Is that not worth any risk, to become a little godlike ourselves? Tell me the thought holds no appeal. We must exhaust every lead, however faint it may be. To do less is to dishonor Him.
I must check our progress at Echoback Fort. I expect a full progress report upon my return.