Seeds of Divinity, Ch 5
"just so, my prophet. you have done as he wills, and you are enacting his will. you have found your herald, and you have discovered a fractal.
Sangheili Bonds
Kosa back off a step, afraid that the one who slew the prophet of truth would draw the prophet's bane and slay _him_. [but… very well arbiter,] kosa muttered, lowering his eyes. [i shall not attack her.]
Hail, the Living Legend - Tale I
Not when she'd been left with no prophetic answers for the last two weeks.
Seeds of Divinity, Ch 7
"you have this effect on fractals and celestials alike, great prophet... once you have found us, and we you, it would darken our world to be separated from you. do not send him away."
Seeds of Divinity, Ch 15
Well fuck, ashe... he's the gods damned prophet, but he's still callin' me 'mister'.... i think we have us the best fuckin' prophet ever!"
Identity: Chapter Nineteen
The article was full of guesswork on the prophet, as to who his identity was, his motivations in killing wittmore and the others, what he planned to do next.
Taming of the Hunters
_ "some things would need to be further discussed with the prophets, but... basically, yes." _otyia stay with friend...?
The Wyrm's Harem: Capital Crimes
Silently cursing the bastard who'd paid her for the mission, for being sent to the castle of the prophet king to spy. he'd told her she'd be a simple scullion, beneath the notice of the wyrm upon the throne.
Concurrence: Chapter 3
“a strange decision from the prophets,” one of the kig-yar said. “one that reeks of political intrigue. so the high prophets have removed all sangheili from the covenant?” “they hunt _me_ down, not you,” she continued, waving her hand.
Identity: Chapter Thirty-Nine
Once the news had gotten out that the prophet had claimed his eighth victim, the media uproar was louder than ever.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Five
"some of you may be worrying about some fool who calls himself a prophet. know that he is but an ant compared to the colossal elephant of my power."
Identity: Chapter Thirty-Five
"so we know the prophet has poor taste in motorcars" scarlett shrugged. "we already knew that." ned suspected the coyote would not have been so sassy if not for the fact that nolan was her boyfriend. the wolf smiled thinly.