Satni. You are going to death!
Yaouma. To life—the real life—the life with the Gods. [Going to the terrace].
Satni. They lie!
Yaouma. Peace!
Satni. In spite of you, I will save you. [Yaouma goes up the stairway leading to the terrace. Satni stands on a bench and shouts to the crowd] Hear me, my brothers, I know of better Gods, of Gods who ask for no victims—
The People. They are false Gods!
Satni. They are better Gods—
Steward. Rheou! Rheou! bid him cease!
Rheou. No—let him speak.
Satni. I come to save you from error, to overthrow the idols, to teach you eternal truths—