Godly Guilotine

"Seeing what you are trying to produce, I don't think you will be able to reclaim what you want if you use it."

Suddenly stepping forward, Gerwazy crossed his arms at his chest, sending a piercing look directly into my eyes. If not for the slight vibration of his eyebrows, his slightly smug smile would have a chance to convince me that he was actually as calm and composed as he wanted to appear to.

"To be frank, I don't really care about that blood. Those who are using it, are doomed to be bound by the restraints that this world applies to them. It's far easier to grow stronger if you do not relly on it in the long term. That's why I don't really care about that blood itself. But how it was stolen? From who it was stolen? The answer to those two questions is what makes me act."