“Somewhere in the city, Pestilence was raising an army for its fellow horseman, Death.”
“oh, good, Pestilence is free," said Karou, heading towards the sculpture. Massive emperor and horse both wore gas masks, like every other statue in the place, and it had always put Karou in mind of the first horseman of the Apocalypse, Pestilence, sowing plaque with one outstretched arm.”
“Army, Marriage, the Church, and Baking: the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse. Fermin Romero de Torres - The Shadow of the Wind.”
“Let us be separated by wars and pestilence, death, madness but not by the passing of time.”
“When old friends get together, everything else fades to insignificance."- War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death”
“To raise an army you need a common enemy”