Used to hunt me. They had you scenting the air like a dog.

[And now they are torn apart, dogmeat themselves, fit only to nourish the flies.]

I too seek vengeance for suffering, on behalf of those who cannot seek it for themselves. Mine will end only when I take the woman's head from her shoulders.

[His head tilts a little to the side, regarding Adrian Fahrenheit Ţepeş with a single critical eye.]

Who are these allies you speak of? Tell me more.