The Unkindest Cut was a virtual representation of one of Kassandra's genetic memories, relived by Layla Hassan through the Portable Animus HR-8.5.
Description[]
Kassandra travelled to the Farmhouse to free Praxithea alongside Lykaon.
Dialogue[]
Kassandra made her way to the Farmhouse, guarded by a group of bandits. She identified the site with Ikaros' help.
- Kassandra: That must be the farm where Praxithea is being held prisoner.
Kassandra entered the farmhouse, killing the bandits in the area. She found Praxithea being held in a cage, freeing her.
- Praxithea: Thank you, my child! We must get away from here.
Kassandra escorted Praxithea out of the farmhouse.
- Praxithea: Thank you for saving me, dear child.
- Kassandra: Don't thank me, voice of Apollo. Or were those someone's words you spoke?
- Praxithea: So you've met my grandson. You're right, I lied to everyone. I am so sorry... The gods should have killed me by now.
- Praxithea: Instead, they made me live with my remorse.
(If "Why did you give false prophecies?" is chosen)
- Kassandra: Why did you spread lies? People trusted you. You were supposed to bring them the word of Apollo.
- Praxithea: I didn't plan to, not when I was chosen to be the Oracle of Apollo. But I met people there who told me I must speak the words they asked. Or else my family would suffer for my disobedience.
- Praxithea: Family? Do you remember telling a Spartan family that their younger child must die? A grieving mother with eyes like mine?
- Praxithea: I am so sorry for what you have lost.
(If "Who kidnapped you?" is chosen)
- Kassandra: Who wanted you kidnapped? These brutals didn't come up with the idea themselves.
- Praxithea: Please don't ask me that. The ones who want to punish me now, the ones who told me what to say... They would burry you alive if I told you about them.
- Kassandra: The ones with masks and dark cloaks. The Cult of Kosmos.
- Praxithea: Do not speak their name!
(If "That's all I needed to hear." is chosen) Lykaon arrived shortly afterwards.
- Lykaon: Grandmother...
She approached Kassandra.
- Lykaon: Did she tell you? Is she the oracle who brought ruin on your family?
- Praxithea: I'm sorry for what I've done. I accept my punishment. But please, don't let my grandson kill me. Lykaon's a good man, a healer. This would break him.
- Lykaon: No. She's my responsibility. I must be the one to end her.
- Kassandra: If you don’t finish this, Lykaon, you won’t be able to live with yourself. Go on, kill her.
Lykaon walked over to Praxithea, but faltered.
- Lykaon: I... I... I can’t.
- Kassandra: Then this is where I leave. Live as a killer or live as a coward, Lykaon. I can’t help you any more.
- Kassandra: I've killed enough people to know that violence has no end. Better to move on and make the best if the lives the gods have given you.
- Lykaon: Move on? But you said Praxithea ruined your family...
- Kassandra: She can do no more harm. Killing her for revenge won't change what happened. Besides, didn't you tell me something about hope?
- Praxithea: Thank you for your mercy. I promise I will do good with what's left of my days.
Praxithea left the conversation.
- Lykaon: You're right, Kassandra. I might not be able to forgive my grandmother, not right away. But she can go on with her life, and I with mine.
- Kassandra: I think you've made the right decision, Lykaon.
- Lykaon: How do you do this? Decide who lives and who dies?
- Kassandra: How do you do it, Lykaon? All those lives depending on you, needing your healing and kindess.
- Lykaon: I... I think I need you, Kassandra. Not to kill anybody or find anything. Just to stay with me.
- Kassandra: I can't stay forever. But for now, let me take care of you, healer.
- Kassandra: I’m no healer, but I think you’ve been through a lot, Lykaon. You don’t need a misthios in your life. Go back home and be the physician you’re meant to be.
Kassandra cut Lykaon off and turned to Praxithea.
- Kassandra: This woman betrayed the trust of the gods and of the people who seek their wisdom. In the name of all those betrayed by your false prophecies, oracle, I end your miserable life.
Praxithea puts up no fight as Kassandra killed her. Once the oracle was dead, Kassandra talked to Lykaon again.
- Kassandra: She’s dead.
- Lykaon: You didn’t have to, I could have done it.
- Kassandra: Probably. But you didn’t have to. You get to be the honorable healer. I’m the misthios.
Outcome[]
Kassandra helped Lykaon to free her grandmother Praxithea. She was given the choice to either spare Praxithea, kill Praxithea herself, or let Lykaon be the one to kill her.