"And indeed, that is what I see you to be, Oliver Patrick," Hod told him, his smile fading, replaced by that terrifying straight face that he had, whenever he had deduced something. "By your own mouth, you admit it. You are worse men. But the Kingdom needs not a hero. It needs a Tiger. The embers still glow red hot, perform your duty, or condemn yourself to cowardice."
"I will not give in to the temptation," Oliver said. "You would not be happy with the result."
"You lie to yourself, General Patrick," Minister Hod said. "You tell yourself that you're not a good man, but you still cling to this notion of supposed honour, supposed goodness. You don't see far enough ahead to tell which is which. You don't know enough. It is not a sin to be that which you are. Power is not darkness."
"Then why is Ingolsol a Dark God?" Oliver asked.