Maria: No sorcery. We knew you’d come. Robert needed to be sure he’d have time to get away.
Altaïr: So he flees!
Maria: We cannot deny your success. You have laid waste to our plans. First the treasure, then our men. Control of the Holy Land slipped away. But then he saw an opportunity, to reclaim what has been stolen, to turn your victories to our advantage.
Altaïr: Al Mualim still holds your treasure, and we’ve routed your army before. Whatever Robert plans, he’ll fail again.
Maria: Ah, but it’s not just Templars you’ll contend with now.
Altaïr: Speak sense!
Maria: Robert rides for Arsuf to plead his case that Saracen and Crusader unite against the Assassins.
Altaïr: That will never happen! They have no reason to.
Maria: Had perhaps. But now you’ve given them one. Nine in fact. The bodies you’ve left behind, victims on both sides. You’ve made the Assassins an enemy in common and ensured the annihilation of your entire Order. Well done.
Altaïr: Not nine. Eight.
Maria: What do you mean?
Altaïr: You are not my target. I will not take your life. You’re free to go, but do not follow me.