Uriel: You have found the second piece.
I can feel its power within you!
The Rod wills itself whole. You may be deaf to its cries, but I am not - the final piece lies beyond this barrier, in an area heavily fortified by Shadow.
Male: The Destroyer will not be pleased when I restore the Rod of Arafel. Your warriors may pay the price.
Uriel: The White City is lost to us - this broken world will soon be our grave, and yet we must fight on against the darkness, to uphold the light.
If your actions hasten our end - so be it.
Male: May you live to see the Destroyer take this last breath - Uriel of the Hellguard.
Uriel: Good luck, Rider.
The final piece is within your grasp.