— The corpse. If I don't dispose it with the proper cleanse... it will condem the land, the crops and eveyrthing... I know very well about it.

—And what do you expect as a reward for such hard work?

— In order to treat a wound, I must see its effects, understand little bit little.... It is a thankless job, but someone has to do it. —

—You shouldn't admire something like that. This poison is powerful, it caused the death of many innocents.

— I must admit that I admire your work. Yet I'm just a mere war surgeon for the King. I need to verify the wounds while they are oozing.

—Nor does someone corrupt preach. No, don't touch the body. It's still cursed. My bullets have burned to the depths of its evil, but it still poisons.

— Someone pure doesn't go around preaching about it... Nevertheless... Here...we..are! Shall I take the corpse that just smeared blood on.... Everywhere? It would be my pleasure.

—I have no reason to lie. I've long since abandoned the idea of being pure, I'm not interested in redemption.

— oh....oooh I have seen much heartless creatures pretending to be pure. At least thou are honest.

—A wolf without a heart.