Kamsell: The Goddess weeps, Minister Serenoa, for you and yours have strayed from Her righteous path.
Kamsell: If you insist upon defying Her, then you must pay for your sins with your life!
Serenoa: There's no going back now. We either help the Roselle to freedom, or die trying!
Frederica: Minister Kamsell <i>will</> fall, and the statue of the Goddess soon after!
Kamsell: King Roland... Ah, I see. So Glenbrook plots to wrest the Roselle from us!
Roland: This was Serenoa and Frederica's decision, not mine.
Kamsell: Then why are you here?
Roland: Because my own proposal was deemed unworthy.
Kamsell: And what does that mean for Glenbrook?
Roland: Glenbrook no longer has need of royalty to thrive. Even if that weren't the case, I am not fit to rule by any stretch of the imagination.
Roland: I am Serenoa's spear. I keep his path clear of those who would obstruct him.
Kamsell: I see you have decided to follow in Orlaea's footsteps, Frederica.
Frederica: How do you know my mother's name?
Kamsell: You think I could forget the heathen who dared gainsay the Goddess's Teachings?
Kamsell: As your mother was punished for her grievous crimes, so shall you be!
Kamsell: Nothing you say will save you now. In the name of the Saintly Seven, I will see you brought to justice!
Kamsell: The Roselle toil here to atone for their ancestral sins! As they themselves wish, and as the Goddess demands!
Hyzantian Soldier: Kill the heretics!
Kamsell: Urgh... I expected no easy fight with you, Wolffort...
Frederica: No... I was so close...!
Serenoa: Withdraw, Frederica. I will see that we prevail!
Serenoa: Ungh... Damn it!
Frederica: Serenoa, withdraw to safety. I will fight for us both!
Kamsell: Gaaah! How can this be!?
Kamsell: O Goddess...is it Your will that I die?
