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Guard 1: Did you happen to see that? We caught another of the Sultan's spies lurking about. A woman this time, disguised as a harlot of low birth.

Guard 2: Sending his harem girls now, eh? It seems the Sultan is running out of skilled fighters. Where did you take her?

Guard 1: Inside. Into the prisons. But she won't last long. Not with Shahkulu in charge.

Manuel: How soon before my soldiers are trained to use those guns?

Shahkulu: A few weeks at most.

Manuel: The Janissaries will know I have betrayed them by now. But do they have the resources for retribution?

Shahkulu: Doubtful. The Sultan's battle with Selim commands most of their attention.

Manuel: Ah! What the hell is that smell?

Shahkulu: Apologies, Manuel. Some of the Ottoman prisoners are so fragile.

Manuel: Shahkulu, try to moderate your anger. I know the Sultan humiliated your people. But there is no need to spit on men who are beneath us.

Shahkulu: You. Take the woman from the prison and bring her to the chapel.

Guard 3: Shahkulu, I don't have the key.

Shahkulu: Find it!

Guard 3: Who has the key? You?

Guard 4: I think Nikolos has it. He's on leave in the market.

Guard 3: Christ! I'd like to run that man through with a spear.

Guard 4: Hey, hey. Keep that to yourself, okay?

Dilara: You took your time.

Ezio: You are welcome.

Dilara: Good God! What is that?

Ezio: Not everyone was taken prisoner.

Dilara: Poor men. God keep you. That Turkmen renegade did this. Shahkulu. I'll kill him!

Ezio: Wait!