| Text | - "Few men choose the manner of their death. In the end, you are no different."
- Blood seeps from the Silent Lady's mortal wounds, but she drags herself to her feet, pulling the mask from her deformed face. "Not this way."
- "Fear not, my lady. I will deliver the killing blow, for [Your House]!"
- "I do not wish your death, have never wished it. Let us ease your pain."
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