Lucius & Karel

Level C:

KAREL:	......
LUCIUS:	Oh, ahh... Hello...
KAREL:	I smelll...blood.
LUCIUS:	Wha--? What's--
KAREL:	Ah, so you are a servant of Saint Elimine? I have no use for you. Begone.
LUCIUS:	So..err... That smell of blood thing...
KAREL:	It will rain soon. Blood will fall like rain...
LUCIUS:	... ... but aren't we going to prevent all that? That's why we're fighting...
KAREL:	You, too... Your hands will also be stained red with blood...
LUCIUS:	What!
KAREL:	You are not a fool. The more you see your own impurity, the closer you are to me. And I will not have to kill you...
LUCIUS:	...... Why...

Level B:

LUCIUS:	Err, umm... Karel...
KAREL:	If you want to babble about your cult, find another victim.
LUCIUS:	M-My name is Lucius! And I would speak with you!
KAREL:	Very well, Lucius. Speak.
LUCIUS:	Well, before... You said something... Something I had also been thinking for a while.
KAREL:	Yes, that even the hands of the acolytes are stained with blood. So what would you do? Become disgusted and give up?
LUCIUS:	No! My beliefs give strength to my will! I just...I wondered how you knew...
KAREL:	...I live by the sword. My body is a weapon. I cannot live without the taste of blood.
LUCIUS:	But have you no compassion at all? How could you know even grief without some kind of feeling?
KAREL:	...You are weak. Your blood means nothing to me.
LUCIUS:	......

Level A:

KAREL:	Lucius.
LUCIUS:	Karel...
KAREL:	...You are not a fool. And you are weak That is why I do not need to kill you.
LUCIUS:	......
KAREL:	Perhaps that also is why... When I am near you, I feel...calm.
LUCIUS:	...You look tired.
KAREL:	...What?
LUCIUS:	You face seems pallid, drawn, and worn. It looks unhealthy.
KAREL:	Perhaps...I am... tired. When I fight, my entire body is filled with a hunger I cannot suppress. ...I have never had the luxury even to imagine fatigue...
LUCIUS:	I don't care about your fighting. I cannot change the way you live. Nor would I. We both follow our beliefs.
KAREL:	......
LUCIUS:	I don't know why you believe this killing is your destiny, but I pray that you will someday know peace.
KAREL:	I want...to sleep. If only for a while...
LUCIUS:	Rest now...