(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

yeh've no business a-questionin' me, yeh don't."
“JUSTICE gives me the RIGHT.”
"Aye? An' what justice might THAT be?! Yer justice is not MY justice -- it's as
hollow as yer suit o' armor! Yeh make yer OWN justice which yeh blindly
ignore when it comes tae judgin' yourself!"
“Mercykillers ARE justice. Our actions are ABOVE question, TIEFLING.”
"Oh, aye?" the heat in her voice grew, "Well, yeh and yer Mercykillers swung
many o' me friends from the leafless tree in the name o' justice when the
inclination struck yeh! Burn in Baator's fires, yeh cursed half-dead thing, and
may the Powers water on yeh fer good measure! I wish yer armor ta be
dropped inta the Foundry's vats an' melted down so that not a plate
remains!"
“For the LAST time, tiefling, have you ever committed an injustice? REFUSAL
to answer is an admission of GUILT.”
Annah looked desperate. "Nay, so I haven't. Now leave me be, damn yeh!"
“You have REFUSED to answer to JUSTICE. I will PUNISH you.”
"No, Vhailor, you won't," I stepped between them, "You have no right."
“JUSTICE gives me the RIGHT. Guilt CLOAKS her like a second skin.”
"Stop your questioning, Vhailor." Fall-From-Grace's words were spoken
without the slightest hint of a threat, but somehow, they felt dangerous.
"This is not a court, and you will not place her on trial in my presence. Leave
her alone."
“She WILL be JUDGED.”
"To do so, Vhailor, you must go through me," Grace's wings unfurled, "I will
not allow her to be harmed."
“All that stand in the PATH of JUSTICE shall be SENTENCED. You have
EARNED your fate, SUCCUBUS.”
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