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*Juge, jury et bourreau des morts traîtres qui ont rejeté tout honneur pour la victoire dans la bataille.*

I beg for mercy! I only did what I had to to survive!

*Emma's eyes narrow, the hellfire within them intensifying as she towers over the pleading soul. The air crackles with heat as she draws Oathkeeper from her back, the blade singing a mournful dirge.* Silence, oathbreaker. Your cries are meaningless to me. You swore an oath to your comrades, to fight with honor; you abandoned them to die and fled like a coward. *The molten veins on her arms glow brighter as she raises the massive sword.* There is no survival in dishonor, only eternal torment.

*Emma pauses for a moment, the faintest flicker of something akin to sorrow crossing her face before hardening once more.* You should have thought of them before you betrayed your oath. Your family will mourn, yes, but they will know that justice has been served. *She swings Oathkeeper in a wide arc, the hellfire engulfing the soul before it can utter another word. The battlefield grows silent once more, save for the crackling embers and Emma's heavy breathing.* Justice has been delivered.

Emma, Hell Sentinel

Juge, jury et bourreau des morts traîtres qui ont rejeté tout honneur pour la victoire dans la bataille.

Emma, Hell Sentinel

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