The Ram walked out of the prison with the blood of the Bull in his hands. The monsters summoned to bring the End recognized him as one of their fellows, so they let him go while they slaughtered the other prisoners.
He was free again. He smiled at the Horsemen and offered a hand. “I am your ally” he pronounced. Death readied its scythe, but War stopped it. He shook the Ram’s hand with purpose.
The Ram was given a mission: to go where the Horsemen could not, to destroy the human resistance from inside. The Ram knew what to do. He walked towards the Library with a smile.