O Lord of Love, O God of Blood, O King of Wolf and Lamb, Thy will be done, Thy judgement comes, Alike to bless’d and damned. Though Dead, by thy word I yet live, Though cursed, by thy will I now rise, Bonds earthly I sever, thy servant forever. And evil I do, lest evil I be, No more than the monster ye made me

Wulfric silently glared at you