Kamsell: By the Goddess, I shall not let heretics defile Her sacred land!
Kamsell: At my back—today we purge the sickness from our home!
Frederica: Your cruelty has left the Roselle beaten and battered, bereft of the will even to anger at the injustice being done to them.
Frederica: However, today I will remind them. I will remind them they are worthy of more and reignite the courage within their hearts!
Frederica: Fight with me, friends! We march under the banner of freedom!
Kamsell: You have been seduced by the lies of the Roselle, Minister Serenoa. I would expect better from one of the Saintly Seven.
Serenoa: The only lies are those of the Goddess Herself. She accuses the Roselle of stealing Her precious salt, when the opposite is true.
Serenoa: Hyzante has twisted history to its own benefit, and we shall be the ones to repair it. In your heart of hearts you know we're on the side of truth!
Kamsell: Quiet! Her Teachings are sacrosanct, and the Roselle shall pay for their crimes forevermore!
Kamsell: Do you intend to follow your mother to her grave? Perhaps your fate was decided long before you were born.
Frederica: No, I intend to realize the future she could not. The Roselle shall be free.
Kamsell: Free? You speak as if they were held here by force.
Kamsell: They are here by the grace of divine will, to answer for their sins. Listen! They want to be here—they want to cleanse their souls!
Kamsell: Hmph. These wounds are naught before the odious stain you have left on the Goddess.
Kamsell: I, Kamsell Pharant, shall carry out Her justice in Her stead! Purge the heretics from our land!
Hyzantian Soldier: Purge the heretics!
Frederica: Ungh... No... We mustn't fail...
Erador: Lay down your arms, Kamsell! There'll be no quarter for those who insist on throwin' their lives away!
Kamsell: You seem a worthy opponent. Before I skewer you on the end of my spear, tell me your name.
Erador: Erador Ballentine, shield bearer of House Wolffort.
Kamsell: Erador Ballentine. Remember to bow your head when I deliver you to the Goddess.
Archibald: There was a time I admired your faith, Kamsell. But times change, and now I see you for what you are.
Kamsell: Archibald... It pains me to see you turn your back on Her divine grace. Why?
Archibald: I owe you no answers. Perhaps by the end of this, you'll understand.
Kamsell: Milo. You would betray us as well?
Milo: We need not be slaves to divine will. People can guide us just as true, so long as they act with conviction.
Kamsell: As I feared. Very well, the Goddess does not shirk from punishing even those once in Her flock.
Kamsell: Ugh... Goddess give me strength to smite thine enemies.
Kamsell: No... Why would you give them the strength, and not I? What lesson do you mean to teach?
